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I shouldn’t miss you but I do
I should fucking hate you for all the shit you put me through
For the lies,
The screaming,
All of it
But I can’t stop thinking about the day you asked me if I believed in love at first sight
Or the first time when I felt your skin on mine
When you told me that it wasn’t my fault and that lots of women go through this
And now it’s 1:39 in the morning and all I taste is your bitter memory and our last kiss
A poem I wrote on the spot (Yadaira Rivera-Reyes, 3/28/15)
I think everything in life is art. What you do. How you dress. The way you love someone, and how you talk. Your smile and your personality. What you believe in, and all your dreams. The way you drink your tea. How you decorate your home. Or party. Your grocery list. The food you make. How your writing looks. And the way you feel. Life is art.
Helena Bonham Carter (via bl-ossomed)
my algebra teacher is pregnant and asked my class for baby names and she called on me and i panicked and said luigi
I WAS ON MY PHONE IN ART AND I READ THIS AND LAUGHED OUT LOUD AND A KID NEXT TO ME WAS LIKE “WHO ARE YOU TEXTING” AND I PANICKED AND SAID “LUIGI”
GUYS THIS SHOULD BE A THING. EVERYTIME SOMEONE ASKS YOU SOMETHING AND YOU PANIC JUST SAY LUIGI
luigi! at the disco
i’ve reblogged 3 variations of this already
Be with someone that requires you to grow, makes you forget your problems, holds your hand, likes to kiss, appreciates art, and adores you.
Mama Zara (via yesdarlingido)
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