That was then, this is now.

"She wanted to die but she also wanted to live in Paris" // Maryam- Montréal

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heartrate:

i found my journal2013, july;"final entry,she is home.”2014, january;"i ripped these poems out as rough as you ripped me from your life, i fucking hate how you keep the stars glowing and the oxygen flowing, i did it without even flinching don’t you dare tell me you never felt anything, don’t you fucking dare, i loved you more than the sea loved the shore and you tore me away like a gorgeous fucking drought."
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legains:

If you could go anywhere in the world right now would it be to a “where” or to a “who”?

I was not prepared for this question

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keep-away-reality:

16th of April
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#YouAndI 3 days to go;
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vardaesque:

today at work a little girl and her dad came through my line and she picked up two things of altoids and she was like “daddy let’s get the same flavor! so when you’re in afghanistan i can eat mine and you can eat yours and we can be together!” and me and my cashier just stood there like DON’T CRY DON’T FUCKING CRY DON’T BE A BABY AND FUCKING CRY

and then they left and we fucking wailed like children

(Source: urulokid, via michellen-guyen)

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Stories you read when you’re the right age never quite leave you. You may forget who wrote them or what the story was called. Sometimes you’ll forget precisely what happened, but if a story touches you it will stay with you, haunting the places in your mind that you rarely ever visit.
-Neil Gaiman, M is for Magic (via quotethat)

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