December 2011
“Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is...”
– Edgar Allan Poe (via wearebarebones)
I always choose to let things go. Not because i’m a push over or because i’m too scared to say anything about what bothers me, but because i know better. I know what arguments are worth having. I know what will matter in the future and what is just a waste of breath. I never understood people who held grudges. Or people who get angry over every little thing. If i care more about a...
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people: are you mad/sad or something?
me: this is just my face
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