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2017-01-30, 17:18

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2017-01-30, 17:21

I'm the one that's got to die when it's time for me to die, so let me live my life the way I want to.

Richard Johan Donovan

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2017-01-30, 17:26

Evan Michael Cornell wrote:

I'm the one that's got to die when it's time for me to die, so let me live my life the way I want to.

Richard Johan Donovan

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2017-01-30, 17:31

You know when you’re drowning you don’t actually inhale until right before you black out. It’s called voluntary apnea. It’s like no matter how much you’re freaking out, the instinct to not let any water in is so strong that you won’t open your mouth until you feel like your head’s exploding. Then when you finally do let it in, that’s when it stops hurting. It’s not scary anymore, it’s… it’s actually kind of peaceful... Kali Atarah Morteman

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2017-01-30, 18:03

The hardest part about walking away from someone is the part where you realize that, no matter how slowly you go, they will never run after you.

Elisaveta Sofia Romanova

2017-01-30, 18:36

Rosie Anna Romanova

❝	Grief, I've learned, is really just love. It's all the love you want to give, but cannot. All of that unspent love gathers in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in the hallow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.

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2017-01-30, 21:24

Matt Patroclus Barthélemy wrote:

Rosie Anna Romanova

❝	Grief, I've learned, is really just love. It's all the love you want to give, but cannot. All of that unspent love gathers in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in the hallow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.

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2017-01-30, 21:31

Aurelia Sky O'Dougherty wrote: You know when you’re drowning you don’t actually inhale until right before you black out. It’s called voluntary apnea. It’s like no matter how much you’re freaking out, the instinct to not let any water in is so strong that you won’t open your mouth until you feel like your head’s exploding. Then when you finally do let it in, that’s when it stops hurting. It’s not scary anymore, it’s… it’s actually kind of peaceful... Kali Atarah Morteman

2017-01-30, 22:01

Lillian Morteman wrote: Aurelia Sky O'Dougherty wrote: You know when you’re drowning you don’t actually inhale until right before you black out. It’s called voluntary apnea. It’s like no matter how much you’re freaking out, the instinct to not let any water in is so strong that you won’t open your mouth until you feel like your head’s exploding. Then when you finally do let it in, that’s when it stops hurting. It’s not scary anymore, it’s… it’s actually kind of peaceful... Kali Atarah Morteman

2017-01-30, 22:34

I torture you, take my hand through the flames. I torture you. I'm a slave to your games. I'm just a sucker for pain. I wanna chain you up. I wanna tie you down. I'm just a sucker for pain Nellane

2017-01-31, 22:37

Audrey O'Dougherty wrote:

Matt Patroclus Barthélemy wrote:

Rosie Anna Romanova

❝	Grief, I've learned, is really just love. It's all the love you want to give, but cannot. All of that unspent love gathers in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in the hallow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.

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