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itsgoodtoseayou:

this is all i need in my life right now.

I’ll take it.

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bigblacksunshine:

menteurmenteur:

chalk lolita by menteurmenteur

Adele is immensely talented and one of my favorite artists on Tumblr. She’s one of a handful of painters on here that make me want to return to portraiture.

woow… i really love how the mixture of the colours transcend into something somewhat metallic… in my point of view at least :)

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this is great lol

The collage reminds me of the notebooks me and my friend D would write to each other in. I remember all the little pictures and other odd things we stick in their…

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drugaddictsdaughter:

Love this!

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your words, songs, your music, your touch, and your softness as a being has been recorded within me…. and then there’s the monster in you that lashes out….how long till it all fades away.

i torture myself just thinking about it.

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"I crave space. It charges my batteries. It helps me breathe. Being around people can be so exhausting, because most of them love to take and barely know how to give. Except for a rare few."

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Katie Kacvinsky (via love-is-merely-a-dissident)

yes!

like you’re energy is being sucked away…

oh what a journey i had with people who loved taking ones energy.

I’m glad its done, although it saddens me way too much. I wish i could be like others that know how to just turn their backs easily. i Just couldn’t, but there comes a time when enough is just enough… there’s nothing more to give because its all been taken. What hurts is that nothing you did was good enough. Not even the part where my health was put at risk.

Nothing mattered. I could have been dead and nothing would have made a difference. all just for you.

I am the one at fault here. I chose the wrong person to stand by… but there’s no hope for you. I’ve lost that part. What matters is me now. I should have never stopped mattering to you, most of all to myself. ( I let you in my head and it was terrifying)

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