"Sometimes, you just reach too deep into your memories that you begin to feel them all over again. The adrenaline rush is certainly gone, but between the realms of the present and the past, it just feels all so familiar. Like nothing has ever changed at all."
- (via tranquilist)
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“He loves me,” she said,
“But he isn’t you.”

He looked up at her and smirked, he always thought she looked most gorgeous when frustrated.
“And that’s a bad thing?” He replied.

“I dunno,” she shrugged,
“In a sense.. yes, but in a sense.. no. It’s different. I mean, he’s safe. He calls when he says he will, shows up on time, checks up on me, he makes me feel secure. But you? You’re a fire. No. More than that. You were the wildfire. Crazy and out of control. You made me lose myself, simultaneously creating a frenzy and a calm. It was fire and passion. It’s like he’s safe and you’re danger. He makes me happy, but it’s not the same.“

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- Excerpt of a book I’ll never write (via 500lettersforyou)
"it gets so hard supporting everyone else when i can’t help myself and no one can help me because i feel like i can’t tell anyone anything."
- my thoughts to you left unsaid #38 (via thethoughtsleftunsaid)

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