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He was intensity. He was strength. He was driving will and stubborn determination. He was reckless passion and guarded distrust. He was fucking beautiful

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I can't escape this hell so many times I've tried but I'm still caged inside. I can't control myself.
Somebody get me through this nightmare
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Indrė

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He was intensity. He was strength. He was driving will and stubborn determination. He was reckless passion and guarded distrust. He was fucking beautiful

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Samuel Larsen

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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.


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I can't escape this hell so many times I've tried but I'm still caged inside. I can't control myself.
Somebody get me through this nightmare
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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.


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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...

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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.


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boys like him were born in a storm. they have lightning in their souls. thunder in their hearts. and chaos in their bones.

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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.



I've got a wishful confession, I hope you don't mind if I ask. I've just got so many questions, I swear that I won't get attached. Tell me your favourite secrets, 'cause I've got too many to share. I was hoping you would keep them well.
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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

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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


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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

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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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