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Don’t marry him because you “love” him. Don’t marry him because he ignites some flame, only to blow it out later. Don’t marry him because “you’ve never felt like this before.” Or because you feel the highest form of happiness only to be followed by sinking depression. Don’t be with him because he’s a challenge and because he makes your head hurt at night. Marry him, because he’s stable. Because you’re not afraid to talk about your problems. Because he speaks the truth and doesn’t try to conjure up a happy illusion. Because you still feel happy, complete and reassured. But for pete’s sake, don’t marry him because you “love” him. my thoughts and writing (via sixpenceee)

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dexysmidnightruners:

listening to a cool new song like

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coffeeblooded:

I’m sad.

caseyanthonyofficial:

*tunes guitar* this next song is called “stop pointing out my flaws”

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tattooedmafia:

Hannah Snowdon

tattooedmafia:

Hannah Snowdon

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fagome:

are you gonna kiss me or do i have to lie to my diary

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hydrogne:

my tongue is so cold let me put it in ur mouth

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hysterifun:

when ur parents go out food shopping

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tffnyblws:

thesharpestdildos:

what if you were in school and the entire cast of icarlys dead bodies just fell from the ceiling and all you heard was “rANdoOOoOM DANCigNGN”

WHAT THE FUCK ARE U EV EN TAL K IN G AB OUT

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kittentay:

I want to write poems on your skin with my mouth.

hickeys are so beautiful

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