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I'm all right it only hurts when I breathe I'll survive as long as I can believe Someone who needs love like mine Is believing in someone too Maybe if the time is right it'll turn out to be you

i will be loved unconditionally and i will love in return i will be loved unconditionally and i will love in return i will be loved unconditionally and i will love in return i will be loved unconditionally and i will love in return i will be loved unconditionally and i will love in return i will be loved unconditionally and i will love in return i will be loved unconditionally and i will love in return i will be loved unconditionally and i will love in return i will be loved unconditionally and i will love in return i will be l

I don’t understand what is it that I do wrong that I push away everyone that I like. It happens the moment I allow myself to relax and like the person. The moment I decide to jump off the ledge is when they decide to leave me. I’m unworthy, I’m nothing. I’m a piece of shit that pushes people away with my emotions

i’m honestly so tired of feeling alone all the time. I wish someone would look after me, would want to know about my day, what i’ve been doing, what scares me, what makes me happy. I wish someone would want to spend time with me and do nothing together, or just talk for hours. or watch a movie. i just wish someone would talk to me and want to get to know me. I don’t want to be scared of opening up to people and have them let me down or abandon me over and over and over again. 

i’m actually so scared i’m accidentally going to drop the L word with this guy without even meaning it 

fiercely ignoring every single one of my friends who ask me if i’m fine 

It’s so hard trusting people and opening up to them because all they do is disappoint us over and over and over again. I feel like my life is a series of me getting to know people, being wary of them, finally trusting them enough and THEN they’ll disappoint me and it’s even worse. 

I’m waiting for a person to email me because I’m a loser. I check my emails every time. I was doing some work and decided to organise my folders, and whilst doing so I changed an email as “unread” because I need to check it out later. 

10 mins go by, I completely forgot I did that, I see that my email has a (1) next to it, get insanely happy because I think I’ve got my reply.......... and I remember............... what I did 10 mins earlier.......... and feel like an even worse loser now 

New York, 2006 AD

Summary:

“I’m sorry,” Aziraphale sighed, “I know I said we shouldn’t do this anymore and I feel very stupid, but, please, my dear, can you? Help me?” “What if they check on you?” “What if they don’t?” “What if they do, Angel?”

CHAPTER SUMMARY:

Aziraphale didn’t feel like the same shy, hesitant self from twenty years ago. The angel’s hands were moving dangerously close to Crowley’s arse. It was all too fast for Aziraphale, until it wasn’t.

Chapter 3 - Edinburgh, 1601 AD

CHAPTER SUMMARY:

“Are you tempting me?” Aziraphale asked. “Why, are you feeling tempted?” Aziraphale huffed at Crowley, that looked like sin incarnate with heels, red lips and that stupid smile on her face. Of course he was feeling bloody tempted.

CHAPTER SUMMARY:

“How did you – How did you – How did –” The angel mumbled, moving to push Crowley into the room and close the door behind them. Crowley, that was still speechless and flustered, blinked herself into a calmer state and cleared her throat. “I heard rumours about an angel in a brothel and had to come by and see it for myself.”

Chapters: 1/6 Fandom: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens) Summary:

5 times Aziraphale and Crowley pretended they were a couple and the one time they didn’t have to pretend.

It’s quite impressive how I can get so thoroughly obsessed with something that I forget the world exists. I will not be able to think of anything that isn’t that particular object of my utmost attention. And it’s also how impressive how that object changes from time to time (mostly when I’m on holidays, so I have the spare time not to think of obligations). I can exactly pinpoint my obsessions from time to time and I should write them down because I think it’s funny how I’m always surprised by how I can’t think of anything that isn’t X. Then, two months later, I can’t think of anything that isn’t Y. And then it’s Z. And then so on and that is how I live my life apparently

Adam Driver is SUCH a good SNL host!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!