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Gonna Leave

dearoldlove:

I’m going to leave you, even though it will break my heart. I’m going to leave you because I know it won’t break yours.

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(Source: terrysdiary)

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She was sorry, and rather revolted at his dirty hands, but she laughed in a well-bred way, as though it were nothing unusual to her to watch a man walking in a slow dream. Often people display a rather curious respect for a man drunk, rather like the respect of simple races for the insane. Respect rather than fear. There is something awe-inspiring in one who has lost all inhibitions, who will do anything. Of course we make him pay afterward for his moment of superiority, his moment of impressiveness.

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(Source: terrysdiary)

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youaregoodatthings:

I am good at knowing what I’m better off not knowing.

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(Source: terrysdiary)

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(Source: oxane, via howtodresswell)

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kind of excited to skip town for a few days tomorrow

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she wanted to crawl into his pocket & be safe forever
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(Source: terrysdiary)

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Actually that’s my secret — I can’t even talk about you to anybody because I don’t want any more people to know how wonderful you are.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender Is the Night

(Source: larmoyante, via cuckoocuckoo)



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Sure

dearoldlove:

It’s all for the best, right?

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this is going to be the longest month 

this is going to be the longest month 

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the one you shouldn’t hurt at all

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