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against the tide;

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how could you have ever known if I never let it (SHOW) ?? now i just wanna know how are you ?? I'M FINE. drop tears in the morning, give in to the LONELY. here it comes with no warning, CAPSIZE. +var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5290859"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "//s1.freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=&e2=&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write("<span id='o_"+fhs_id+"'>");
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my seduction style is genuinely caring about your life & wanting you to improve & be happy 

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“You deserve better,” he whispers, staring at his hands. “That’s what you don’t get,” she says, and she's exasperated. “I don’t care if I deserve better, because I want you.“  He lifts his head. She takes his hand. “There is nothing better than you.”

H.L. // excerpt from a book I’ll never write #12 (via bulletcrafts)

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it genuinely baffles me that men don’t want women in positions of power because “they’re slaves to their hormones/emotions” and yet one of the first lines of defence when it comes to rape cases tends to be “it’s hardly his fault look at what she was wearing how could we expect him to control himself

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They called her naive for believing in the good in people. But she was just a loving soul, who thought that even monsters needed someone, who truly believed, they were angels once and they can be it again. And yes, maybe that was naive, but this world needed people like her.

Veronika Jensen (via lovelustquotes)

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someone: hey are you okay me with no hesitation: *starts crying*

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You have reached the number of someone you truly should not be calling. To leave a vodka-soaked apology that reeks of unwashed hair and desperation, press one. To release a litany of petty insults and false accusations that come directly from the fiery pit of your stomach, press two. To hear that voice one last time, the one that shattered your rib cage into shards that sliced right through your swollen heart, press three. Or, hang up and try again later, as the number will never leave your bloodstream.

voicemail // j.d.k. (via brit-rps)

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