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I’m lost. And it’s my own fault. It’s about time I figured out that I can’t ask people to keep me found.
Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait in Letters (via teenager90s)

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I am thinking of you. What else can I say?
Margaret Atwood, excerpt from “Postcards” (via teenager90s)

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And here is the world— both aimlessly beautiful and hideously disgusting in its innate ability to crush and rebuild you in a matter of days.
Julie Martinez (via writinqueen)

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following back everyone

miss misery; 9.26.14
[By: Julie Martinez]
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The moment of pure panic when accidentally activating Siri in a quiet place

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tis fall; 9.26.14
[By: Julie Martinez]
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