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i swear she will sleep anywhere except her own bed
Chicago ~ 29/8
Fanfiction I need to be a movie asap » The Fallout by SageSometimes there isn’t a loss you can accept and move on from. Where loss is some underwhelming assembly of letters to describe what has been ripped out and stolen from you. Sometimes it is something you live with, like a knife to the chest that you can’t pull out without dying from it. You walk, you breathe, you live, and you carry it around with you; an ache in the chest, a hole filled with sharp, hard things, and an emptiness hollowed out around the heart.
But you live. And if you try really hard, you can find some peace, and you can carry the beautiful things with you too.
when you tell your best friend about your ex’s new gf’s hot brother