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I either eat too much or starve myself. Sleep for 14 hours or have insomniac nights. Fall in love very hard or hate passionately. I don’t know what grey is. I never did.

mourningmelody:

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mourningmelody:

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mourningmelody:

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mourningmelody:

black and white blog xo






And I understand. I understand why people hold hands: I’d always thought it was about possessiveness, saying ‘This is mine’. But it’s about maintaining contact. It is about speaking without words. It is about I want you with me and don’t go.
She was always holding my hand (via everythingyoulovetoohate)

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(via oblixa)


You do not get to choose
when to have me; you
cannot turn me off like too
loud music. Please don’t
teach me that I’m the kind
of person you need a break
from. Love me all the time
or not at all because I’m too
fragile to be left on pause.
anne, leave me on repeat. - anneisrestless (via perfect)

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