You can’t find intimacy—you can’t find home—when you’re always hiding behind masks. Intimacy requires a certain level of vulnerability. It requires a certain level of you exposing your fragmented, contradictory self to someone else. You running the risk of having your core self rejected and hurt and misunderstood.
-Junot Díaz (via hefuckin)
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Something inside is hurting you – that’s why you need cigarettes or whiskey, or music turned so fucking loud you can’t think.
(Source: unextinguished, via dextroverted)
i’ve been constantly dropping my books on the way to class so some cute dude can help me pick them up and i’ll be part of a real life teen romantic comedy. except it hasnt happened yet so i just have a bunch of damaged books and low self esteem. thanks a lot, hollywood.
I decided on you, don’t you get that? I decided on you. I don’t want to go fucking other people and then walk around feeling thrilled and then sad, or empty, or whatever. I like the smell of your hair, and I like the sound of your voice, and I fucking decided on you.
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i dont ship…i yacht. im not a low budget bitch
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