May 25, 2013 • 356 notes • weheartit.com
Can I just fall off the face of the earth for a while. And I’d rather not be conscious for it. Give me sleep and blackness and a mind that stops driving me crazy

Can I just fall off the face of the earth for a while. And I’d rather not be conscious for it. Give me sleep and blackness and a mind that stops driving me crazy

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May 25, 2013 • 12 notes • krisnivorous
Being brokenhearted is like having broken ribs. On the outside it looks like nothing’s wrong, but every breath hurts.
 Greg Behrendt, It’s Called a Breakup Because It’s Broken: The Smart Girl’s Break-Up Buddy (via krisnivorous)
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May 25, 2013 • 26 notes • heartoflego
But I always knew it wasn’t true. “I’ll never break up with you”, why did I hold my breath expecting it to be true? It was so unreasonable but it was so lovely while it lasted

But I always knew it wasn’t true. “I’ll never break up with you”, why did I hold my breath expecting it to be true? It was so unreasonable but it was so lovely while it lasted