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If she loves you, if she really loves you, you’ll know it. If you can wake up to her staring at you and it’s not even mildly creepy, if you catch her smelling the shoulder of the hooded sweatshirt you lent her for an autumn walk at the beach, and not for B.O., if she makes you a pancake in the shape of a shark, if she calls you drunkenly at four in the morning “to talk,” if she laughs at your jokes when they’re funny and makes fun of you when they’re not, if she keeps her fridge stocked with Guinness tallboys for when you come over, if she tells you how she wishes she were closer to her sister and that her dad makes her sad: She loves you, of course she loves you.
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| — | Pasha Malla, “Does She Love You?” (via thetasteof) (via therealkatiewest) |
Blame.
You can’t blame me for feeling exhausted and used.
I need to get the hell away from this place.
Oh and you know that saying about the people u love most hurting you?
It’s so fucking true.
Do you have any idea how hard it is to tell someone your deepest darkest secret?
I do.
And it isn’t easy.
If you haven’t already heard about the post secret project.
You have to read this.
http://postsecret.blogspot.com/
Here’s a sneak preview:
