Ignore The Pain

16; Female; Washington
Try not to give a shit and be happy

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(Source: trillvcvm, via losing-my-sanity-for-you)

Come lay with me. I wanna talk about nothing with someone that means something.

Fannie FlaggFried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe (via feellng)

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I wonder how many people don’t get the one they want, but end up with the one they’re supposed to be with.

- TGV (via kushandwizdom)

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If you love someone, set them free. If they come back they’re yours; if they don’t they never were.”- Richard Bach – Yeah?.. well fuck that shit and fuck Richard Bach. Do you honestly think, I have the time to meet someone, click, grow an attachment, fall in love, deeply in love, I’m not talking your average crush, I’m talking, going back to the days where we used to write love letters from long distances type of love, the “making a cup of tea and blowing it until its warm enough for them to drink” type of love… to have a soul connection, miss them, crave them, submit to them, etc.. just to let them go in the future. Wdf. Listen, if it’s gotton deep enough for me to fall into that type of love, I’m not letting you go. Fuck, I hate this generation of replacers. If something goes wrong, instead of fixing it, we replace, or let it go or some other dumb shit. No. Richard Bach, who is divorced, I will not take advice from you. As long as it isn’t toxic and unhealthy, I am not letting go.

Andrea Gibson (via nepovratan)

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I think of happy
when I think of you.
So wherever you are,
I hope you’re happy.
I really do.
I hope the stars are kissing
your cheeks tonight.
I hope you finally found a way
to quit smoking.
I hope your lungs are open
and breathing this life.
I hope there’s a kite in your hand
that’s flying all the way up to Orion,
and you’ve still got a thousand yards of string to let out.
I hope you’re smiling
like God is pulling at the corners
of your mouth.
Cause I might be naked and lonely,
shaking branches for bones,
but I’m still timezones away from who I was the day before we met.
You were the first mile
where my heart broke a sweat.
And I wish you were here.
I wish you’d never left.
But mostly,
I wish you well.
I wish you my very, very best.