Here we are now. Entertain us.

Never let them take you alive.

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I saw you the other day. You were with your friends. You were smiling that smile I’d always loved, and you were happy.  I guess that’s what’s killing me the most; you’ve moved on while I’m stuck… hopelessly in love with you. But I’m glad you’re happy, I really am. I just hate that I’m still hurting. I hate what you did to us. I hate that I still love you.

I told you I was okay. I’m not okay.


I hope she was worth it.

Filed under breakup relationship hurt heart broken love

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yesterday i went to buy something and the store owner looked up and said something to me in chinese and i was so surprised i just said “what” in english and then we stared at each for a full ten seconds like what the fuck we are in spain 

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