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I just hope that one day—preferably when we’re both blind drunk—we can talk about it.
J.D. Salinger (via skullbonez)

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What a mistake, saying the way I felt.
The Neighbourhood (via mcdxv)

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You promised you’d be there for me. And you’re gone, just like everyone else, you just left. Like I was nothing, like I am nothing.
Text message I sent to my ex at 3 am. (via somegirl112)
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I’ve never been much of a drinker. But baby that night that you told me you didn’t love me anymore, I went and bought your favorite liquor. It was the first thing that come to mind, I needed to get you off mine. Every time i take a shot it burns my throat. It’s numb now, so I just chug it straight from the bottle. Even when I can’t think straight you’re name pours out of my mouth with the over poured alcohol. God I hate drinking. But it’s the only way to try to forget you. Cause the drugs don’t work, and I drink so much now I can’t even tell if I’m drunk or not anymore. And the thought of you is still fucking there. Nothing hurts more knowing I still love you but you no longer love me. I’m just doing my best at trying to forget you.
I can’t forget you (via still—alivebutbarely—breathing)
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depression-blogger:

the-sad-boy:

Holy shit

I literally posted this less than 12 hours ago how did it get so many notes??

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