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It may had been the light at 5:36 on a June evening or it may have been the smell of dust combined with the sprinkler water or the sound of the neighbour kid screaming I’ll kill you but suddenly it was like I was dying, the way I missed her. Like I was swooning, like I was going to fall over and pass out. It was like being shot in the back. It was such a surprise, but not a very good one. And then it went away. The way it does. But it exhausted me, like a seizure.
life being what it is, one dreams of revenge.
i am being terribly pathetic and i wish it would go away. you aren’t even that special. you’re not very interesting. get out of my thoughts.
am i incapable of loving someone?
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I am…
the greatest kisser in the world.
Do NOT embarrass yourself by disagreeing with me.
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God I love #HungerGames. #Peeta #Katniss #Peeniss (Taken with instagram)
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do wantttttttt.
This weekend I bought my very first sports official clothing item.
& Of course, being a woman, I got it from Victorias Secret.
Plus, I went to a Packers party today. By far the cutest sweater there. <3
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Best smile award goes to…
you’re perfect.
Source: ameriqueen
He cornered me in the break room.
Well, not cornered.
It was more like he was pouring a cup of coffee for himself when i walked in and got a can of soda from the fridge.
i have a theory though:
it was grief that drew her to you and love that drew her back. love for him. and for me. and for the perfect idea, at least, of us being together again. there are so many perfect ideas in this town. but love, like the bright, colorful high of mdma compared to the buzz from cheap weed, outlasts grief. it does. love is everything. it is the greatest of these. and i think that we all use whatever is in our power, whatever is in our reach, to keep alive the love we’ve felt. so, in a way, the only difference between you and i is that you reached out and used the church - there it was as it always has been - what a tradition -
and i stayed at home,
in bed,and closed my eyes.
