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sweetest-moon · 2 years
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why is eating so hard? it’s become a chore at this point. my families eating mcdonald’s and i couldn’t force myself to eat it even if i tried. why is it so fucking hard to put something in my stomach when i know it’s gonna be over 600 calories why does it bring so much fucking anxiety.
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sweetest-moon · 2 years
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nobody touch me. i’ve finally finished hawkeye and then i was forced to remember the traumatic end of WandaVision
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i’m so tired
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sweetest-moon · 3 years
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trying to get your story together like:
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sweetest-moon · 3 years
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sweetest-moon · 3 years
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reblog to pet the sad cat        __      />  フ      |   _  _ l      /` ミ_xノ      /      |     /  ヽ   ノ     │  | | |  / ̄|   | | |  | ( ̄ヽ__ヽ_)__)  \二つ
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sweetest-moon · 3 years
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“I respect someone who is vocal. Tell me why you are into me. Tell me why I pissed you off. Tell me how I can fix it. Tell me everything.”
— (via perfectfeelings)
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sweetest-moon · 3 years
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fun prank idea: lay in bed for the rest of your life and ignore reality by reading books and daydreaming all day everyday
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sweetest-moon · 3 years
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i don’t know why i thought she would ever like me.
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sweetest-moon · 3 years
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“I suppose I love my scars because they have stayed with me longer than most people have.”
— Nikita Gill, Scars
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sweetest-moon · 3 years
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i have never felt so completely and utterly happy than i do in this moment.
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sweetest-moon · 3 years
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sweetest-moon · 3 years
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Margaret Atwood, from “Owl And Pussycat, Some Years Later”, The Door
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sweetest-moon · 3 years
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listening to spotify playlist and just laying
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sweetest-moon · 3 years
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she dragged the blade across my jawline, holding it to my throat. Shivering from the coldness of it i gulp, not because i was afraid but from the anticipation. she looked me in my eyes as she pricked my skin, a small amount of blood dripped out ever so lightly . I smiled god how could I not. 😩
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Tesis - Alejandro Amenábar 1996
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sweetest-moon · 3 years
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Charlotte Brönte
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sweetest-moon · 3 years
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Sometimes, I want to cry. I watch that movie, read that book, listen to that song and just let myself feel.
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sweetest-moon · 3 years
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what’s worse than feeling alone is realizing that you actually are all alone.
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