FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU There Is No Way You Already Fucking Moved On You Told Me You Were AROMANTIC

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how do i like things when i cant even remember anything about them #what

how someone that you once thought of so highly and liked so much can become someone you lose all respect for is something that will never not make me sick

me when i think about how much i had and how i could love every bit of information i got about a person, every word, every expression, every action, and now i don’t have the option to do that. i will never get to cherish every moment with someone like i cherished it with her, and i will never love someone the same way. i will never experience her love again, i will never hold her hand or have her skin touch mine. ill never hear her voice, her laugh, her delicate, beautiful pauses in the middle of a sentence. i hope to hold someone as dear to my heart as i held you, but i know it will be in a different way. i love you. so much. i wish i could let go and move on, i wish i could stop dwelling on my emotions. i could write on and on about how much i want you, i want you to be here so badly, but this wont help me minimize the intensity of my attachment to you, so im stopping here

{ Words by @fatimaamerbilal from being unwanted is a language. /Haruki Murakami from The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle }

Ama Codjoe, from "The Bluest Nude" [ID'd]

“I think Punpun… didn’t want Watanabe to be a liar. He was worried that another person would get hurt because of him.” -Inio Asano

this is me if u even care

why do i crave a relationship so badly

i think more ppl should draw Aubrey with body hair. pwease.