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"I want to know what you’re thinking about when I look over at you and you seem so far away. I want to know what keeps you up at night when it’s 3 am and a lot of the world is fast asleep. I want to know if you’ve ever been in love, I want to know how your heart has been broken. I want to know why you don’t feel as if you’re good enough for anyone. I want to know what hurts you you the most. I want to know, when was the last time you cried? I want to know if you love one parent more than the other and I want to know about your older siblings. I want to know why you feel insignificant all the time and I want to know why you shut people out half the time. I want to know things that no one knows about you— I want to know your deepest secrets. I want to know you trust me with these things because then I’ll feel as though I have a purpose here. I want to know what makes you happiest in this world, and I want to know what you do when you’re happy and home alone. I want to know about the way you see the world, and the way you see me. I want to know why you feel lonely even in a room full of people, because I feel it too. I want to know who you love most here and why. I want to know about your favorite form of art and how you express yourself. I want to know about all the places you’ve seen and the places you want to see. I want to know where you’ve been and where you’re going. I want to know about where you go when you’re sad. How were you before me? I want to know about your biggest mistakes. I want to know your greatest accomplishments. I want to know about your hopes and aspirations. I want to know what makes you different and I want to know why I feel this way about you. I want to know everything about you even if it takes a lifetime."

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I want to get to know your soul

source: g.o.  |  des-ire

(via des-ire)

drake & josh

  • season 1: drake helps josh w/ a crush
  • season 4: drake & josh accidentally sell an orangutan to a man who eats orangutans

fragilekids:

tbh the only reason i know how to read a clock is so i can figure out when we get out of class

"Sober or drunk, it’s always you."

ethanwearsprada:

tumblr.

"I gave wrong people the right pieces of me."

- (via jakuzarskey)

Taylor’s dancer calling Perez Hilton out.

"Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand."

- Sylvia Plath (via larmoyante)

batreaux:

well, son, i deeply misunderstood your birthday request for COD but we still need to eat all this fish

"First love is scary because it’s like “holy crap, why is this person the first thing I think of in the morning, why am I disappointed when I don’t dream of them? Why is the desire to be with them so much stronger than hunger and thirst and exhaustion? Why does their name look so pretty written down? Why do I feel like I just fell out of a 30 story building when they look at me, and why do I like it?” And you become so comfortable with them that when they leave, your body doesn’t know how to react because they were as common to you as breathing, and now you’re missing a vital part of yourself. You forget that you were someone before them. You think “I was so empty until I met them.” No, you were full. And when you learned about love, you were fuller. Now you’re back to where you were before, and you need to fill yourself with other things. Fall in love with the way sunflowers naturally curve to face the sun, and the way children have no idea about taxes. Fall in love with the fact that you’re here and you’re still able to feel. Fall in love with the idea that you’re still whole, even when it’s 3 am and you can’t remember how to breathe because you think they taught you how to do that."

- Lessons about Heartbreak from a Hypocrite by Megan M. (via radicalteen)

No one makes fun of Taylor Swift like Taylor Swift

"I was prepared, but it still hurt."

- Hiro Fujiwara (via pfoe)

"I said I’d never write about you again,
but I suppose I’m just as good at lying
as I am at leaving.
I’ve forgotten what your voice sounds like.
I always criticized you for not letting go,
as if the weights around my ankles
weren’t made of my faults
and everything I wish I could take back.
You told me today that
you’ve found love again.
I hope he finds flowers growing
from all the cracks I created
in your heart.
I hope he sees galaxies
in the darkened voids
I left behind your eyes.
I hope he understands
that you are full of splintered doors
on rusted hinges
that need to be loved and not repaired.
I hope he is nothing like me.
I’m sorry my words left scars.
I’m sorry my silence
reopened them constantly.
I’m sorry I was too busy
loving myself,
instead of loving you.
"

- I’m sorry I did not know what love meant. (via christopherevan)