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of course she's going to say she's happy for you
and flash that oh-so-famous smile,
but look into those eyes..
baby, you broke her

my skin is kind of sort of brownish pinkish yellowish white. my eyes are greyish blueish green, but I’m told they look orange in the night. my hair is reddish blondish brown, but it’s silver when its wet, and all the colors I am inside have not been invented yet

I like drinking coffee alone, and reading alone.
I like riding the bus  alone, and walking home alone.
It gives me time to think, and set my mind free.

I like eating alone, and listening to music alone.

But when I see a mother with her child, a girl with her lover, or a friend laughing with their best friend, I realize that even though I like being alone, I don’t fancy being lonely. The sky is beautiful, but the people are sad. I just need someone who won’t run away.

(Source: buddhacoffee, via en-durance)



ussawesome:

when you spell a word so wrong that spell check is like i dont know what to tell u man

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