MiuDarlin

metamorphesque:

text id: [   The floor seemed wonderfully solid. It was comforting to know I had fallen and could fall no farther.]ALT

Sylvia Plath, “The Bell Jar”

missinyouiskillingme:

missinyouiskillingme:

maybe you weren’t the one for me but deep down I wanted you to be

I’m hoping that you’ll come back to me

missinyouiskillingme:

missinyouiskillingme:

And I still hope that one day I’ll get that drunk text from you telling me how much you miss me. Not because I miss you, but because I hope you regret that it ended the way it did.

I hope one day you regret that it ended the way it did.

thoughtkick:

“I don’t want to be a sweetheart. I want to be the fucking love of your life.”

Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

foxeia:

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Rita Mota

foxeia:

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Rita Mota