My memory loves you; it asks about you all the time.

Jonathan Carroll (via hellanne)

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internetmessiah:

FYI: NEVER tell a girl, “Hey sweetie, how about a smile?” For all you know, her mouth is filled with bees.

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lindsaur-gor:

There needs to be a code word or something that means “my brain is fighting me every step of the way today and I feel like I’m going to vibrate out of my skin, so I need you to forgive everything and go slowly and speak softly and lower your expectations.” And then we could all just be like, “I know I said we could go to a movie tonight but… tangerines.” And the other person would nod and squeeze your elbow or rub your head and you wouldn’t feel like a failure.

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my fight the meltdown poster fell down. i guess thats a sign