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i remember finding nemo was playing on the tv

cwerve:

“I hate her.”

No, you love her. When you think about her enough to the point where you’ve grown this gnarled contempt, it’s because you miss her. You miss her because she abandoned you. You miss her because she was your first love.

You never forget your first love.

It’s 7:19 AM and now all I can think about is how I will never be able to live up to her. How I’ll never be able to compare to the way she made you nervous, how she was loved by you so much that she was able to destroy you, to change you. I’ll never forget that she was the one who made you.

(Source: dimsumshawty, via pandvniel)

I opened my mouth, almost said something. Almost. The rest of my life might have turned out differently if I had. But I didn’t.
by The Kite Runner (via unplesant)

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nevver:
“Dreams
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I would like to wear a mask of myself on my face, so people would think I am not myself but someone pretending to be me.
by Slavoj Žižek (via nevver)

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