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Inah | A-teen | Saved

For all the thoughts in my head that I dare not say out loud.
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I'm a warrior and you can never hurt me

What?Archive

Fuckin’ yes. Pls.

Fuckin’ yes. Pls.

medyo masaya din pala na nakakaproud kapag umabot na kayo ng taon. tipong kapag may nagtanong sayo ng “ilang months na kayo?” “anong months? years na kami no” sabay ngisi ng konti. de. wala lang 1 year down forever to go. what. jejemon amputa.

di na ko masyadong nakakagawa ng personal posts di niyo naman kasi binabasa mga hayop kayo. de, kasura din kasi minsan diba yung tipong kumain kami sa jollibee binigay niya sakin yung chicken niya eh ipopost ko pa ba dito. o di kaya nagaway kami ngayon tapos bukas bati na kami. parang gago. umay diba. baka yung 4 digits kong followers eh mabawasan lalo. what yabang pala.

okay na ko sa ganito reblog reblog nalang. pag lungkot reblog ng malungkot pag masaya reblog ng porn. what. ano ba. basta sakin nalang mga kalandian ko okay. tama na yon. mga chisomoso/a na mga to.

haaaaaaaaaaaaaaay

ewan ko ba, basta minsan naiisip ko padin pano kaya kung di ako lumandi at wala akong lablayp ngayon baka member padin ako ng lonely hearts club at magkaka muscles na ang mga daliri ko sa walang tigil na pag scroll ko nalang dito sa tumblr. super thank u padin ako kasi masaya ko ngayon. yieeeee. de kahit minsan hurt hurt talaga at nakakapikon na pakiramdam ko lahat ng katangahan sa mundo eh taglay niya, mas pipiliin ko padin yung kinalalagyan ko ngayon. siya padin ang pipiliin ko. shet yoko na nga

I love you. I never hurt you on purpose. 
I don’t care.

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"Dear future child
If it’s 3am and you find yourself in a world of complete despair
Please do not turn to strangers on the internet for solace as I did
Please climb onto my bed
And I will hold you until the demons sleep
If it is Thursday morning and you are too sad to move
I won’t force you
I will buy ice cream and we will watch your favourite tv show and I will remind you of your importance
If you feel as if you have no purpose
I will remind you that you were created entirely with love and every pain you feel, I feel too
When you’re sure you can’t go on anymore
I will tell you that when I was 21 I searched for peace at the bottom of a vodka bottle chased by a bottle of pain killers
But that five years later
When you were placed in my arms in the delivery room
I realised that you were why I had been holding on
Without realising it, you saved me, do you know how amazing that is?
So if you ever feel like grabbing that vodka bottle, put it down, we will get in the car and I will drive until the sky turns magenta
I will show you how the sun rises every morning to encourage you to rise too
Sweetheart I refuse to be unaware of your sufferings
As my mother was to mine."

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"

I’m scared of a lot of things. I know I act like I’m not but I can’t help but grab your hand a little tighter during scary movies. I’m scared of drowning and falling and crashing to the ground. I’m scared of being swallowed whole. I’m scared of forgetting. So when this burns out and falls apart, I promise not to forget the way you mumble my name in your sleep if you promise not to forget the way my lips tasted when you kissed me that night in the middle of summer.
You fell in love with four girls before me. You’re going to fall in love with a lot more after me. I don’t mind when you steal all the blanket, but the redhead you meet in a coffee shop, the one who kisses the life out of you and writes bad poetry will. Try to remember to keep her warm. You make me burn. Wipe her tears when she cries and don’t listen to her when she tells you she hates you. She doesn’t mean it. I never mean it.

Baby you’re so absentminded. Someday you’re not going to want me around to remind you, so please try not to forget all your doctors appointments. Try not to forget to study. Try not to forget that I loved you. Try not to forget that I love you.

You can call me when you feel yourself falling apart. Even after you break my heart you can call me. I know one night it’s going to rain too hard and I’m going to come crawl into your lap and kiss you and you’re not going to kiss me back. And I’m going to look at you and you’re going to look away. And then you’re going to whisper that you don’t think you love me anymore. But I promise not to delete your number. I promise to put you back together. Call me when you snap.

I think you should stop smoking cigarettes. I hope the next girl who falls in love with you will love you so hard that the smoke dissolves from your lungs and maybe you won’t need your Marlboros anymore. I’m really sorry that I wasn’t enough to stop you from lighting yourself on fire.

I know that you get sad late at night. Especially when you can’t see the stars very well. Don’t forget about that little spot in the park we go to. The place where you walk up the hill and climb over the bridge because we’re not really supposed to be there, and we find ourselves on the little ledge overlooking the river. I always feel okay there. I hope you do too. Toss matches into the water. I know how you like to light you sadness on fire and watch it burn out in the waves.

I hope you still listen to all the songs I played for you years from now. I hope you don’t forget the way we used to scream the words to Molly by The Front Bottoms or the way we would hum along to I’ll Try Anything Once by The Strokes. I hope that you smile and think of me when you hear them. I hope you smile

I know you hate breakfast but please try to eat it. It’s good for you.

Don’t throw away the letters I wrote you last winter. I know that after this ends, they won’t matter anymore. Maybe for a little while, reading them will hurt. But eventually, my words won’t mean anything. You won’t even be able to hear my voice whispering the words dotting the pages in your head. Don’t throw them away okay? Don’t throw me away.

When you’re out shopping, i hope you still see things and think of me. I hope I still cross your mind sometimes. I hope you miss me a little. Even when we’re both over it all and it doesn’t hurt anymore. I hope you still remember how happy we were. How happy we are now. We’re so fucking in love. We won’t always be.

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blindthoughts:

awwwwww :c

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"The thing about sadness is that it never warns you that it will come back. You’ll end up with an aching heart again, minutes after laughing, and it will feel like you found someone in your house; someone who you thought had left."

ughboys:

relationship goals

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"The point of all this is not to build up an armour so thick you become bulletproof. It’s about allowing yourself to be torn by each blow, each strike to the spirit, with faith in your ability to recover and transform into a being, perhaps not stronger, but wiser than you were before."

"I should have loved myself with the love I gave to you."

"“That’s all right,” she says, and I have to wonder how many times she’s said that to the people in her life who screwed her over somehow."

"I’ve seen depression in the roof of my bedroom, in the mirror, in the eyes of every stranger that passed me by. I’ve seen it on my way out and I’ve tasted depression in all the places I called home. I’ve closed my eyes so many times trying to escape it, but it sleeps within me, so very deep in my mind."

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