When I was trying to quit smoking
and we drank white wine from Mason jars,
you called my freckles cocoa powder
and I called your green eyes
I am learning how to be a grown-up
who pays bills, cooks her own meals,
and doesn’t cry at words like
I think I just want to be friends.
The truth is this:
Love is an organic thing.
It rots and softens.
— -All That’s Left To Tell, Clementine von Radics (via violentwavesofemotion)
i just want a boy to like me
no not that one
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"If there is a God, He will have to beg my forgiveness."
— A phrase that was carved on the walls of a concentration camp cell during WWII by a Jewish prisoner (via matrioskaaa)
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