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purebeachboho: CALEB AND WREN OMG caleb Look it’s...

Wed, 22 May 2013 12:02:07 -0400

CALEB AND WREN OMG

caleb

Look it’s Prince Philip

skate-high: To me, songs are kind of like bookmarks. Have you ever listened to a song that you...

Wed, 22 May 2013 10:01:16 -0400

To me, songs are kind of like bookmarks. Have you ever listened to a song that you haven’t heard in a while, and all of a sudden, all the memories of that time period come back, and you remember what your life used to be like. They’re like milestones in your life.

crushedteens: †people/fashion blog right HERE†

Wed, 22 May 2013 08:01:48 -0400

crushedteens:

†people/fashion blog right HERE†

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Wed, 22 May 2013 06:01:25 -0400

Sometimes at night I suddenly become aware of all the things I’m missing out on right now, and all...

Wed, 22 May 2013 04:01:18 -0400

Sometimes at night I suddenly become aware of all the things I’m missing out on right now, and all the people who I’m not close to anymore, and all of the good times that will never happen again, and all the people who meant the world to me who have forgotten about me forever, and I get this awful feeling that’s kind of like a mix between loneliness and nostalgia.

bricesander: Miley speaks for us all.

Wed, 22 May 2013 02:00:58 -0400

bricesander:

Miley speaks for us all.

fake-smiles-cover-scars: cant-catch-this-snitch: castiels-hunte...

Tue, 21 May 2013 22:01:23 -0400

fake-smiles-cover-scars:

cant-catch-this-snitch:

castiels-hunter:

caffine-addict:

themeeg:

tin-pan-ali:

taking-the-tardis-to-asgard:

mymahoganymyrules:

maslab:

jykinturah:

nomiros:

takeshitakenji:

“Someone should write a book where the main character slowly falls in love with the reader.”

Last line of the book : “Please, don’t close the book, I don’t want to die”

oh my god

I’d just like, keep the book open and tape it to a wall.

I’m almost afraid to want it.

John Green, we’re waiting.

“So I guess this is it, isn’t it? There are no more chapters, right? You said we were getting close and that was a while ago.”

I stared up into the sky, it was the same old sky there had always been, except for some rainclouds that hadn’t been there a few minutes ago. It wasn’t raining, but they were still floating up there, grey and dismal.

You begin to ask me something.

“Don’t ask me how I know, I just do. Things just feel really final right now, like the downward slope is starting to level out. Eventually… We’ll hit the back cover, right?”

I sat down on a bench- had that been there a few minutes ago? It was hard to tell.

“Did you say yes? I think I heard you. Your voice keeps getting harder to hear.”

Thunder rumbled, but… It wasn’t like the thunder I’m used to. It sounded like you, and it sounded sad. From one of the clouds, a single drop of rain fell on the grainy wood of the bench.

“… You’re crying, aren’t you? I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. I wish I could change this. I wish I could reach where you are.”

Thunder rolled again, and behind it was a voice. Your voice.

“Me? I’ll be fine, I think. I don’t know if this has ever happened before. I don’t really know what happens when you… close the book.”

You ask me if I’m afraid.

And oddly, I’m not.

“No, actually. Because… Whatever happens to me when you close the cover… You can always open the book up again, right?” and that’s when the answer hits me, the realization jolting me to stand again. “That’s it, isn’t it? You can open it back up. The words won’t change, but I’ll still be here. You can meet me all over again, and I can meet you, and everything we have will come back.”

It’s raining now, and the clouds have merged together, and in them, for the first time… I see you.

You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen in my entire life.

You’re crying, but it’s quiet, and maybe that was the sound of your tears hitting paper.

I realize that we don’t have a lot of time.

“Listen- before it’s all over- I want you to know that everything, all of this… Even being over, it was worth it. It was worth it to meet you, to get to know you. Even if when you close that cover and I disappear- it was all worth it. I love you.”

You love me too, I know it, I can feel it, just like for a moment I can feel what it would be like to hold your hand.

There is a very long pause, and I realize you’re prolonging what has to happen.

“You can do it.”

For the first time, you have to be the hero. You have to close the book so we can keep going. And I believe in you.

The sky gets darker, slowly, but then it gets light again, and your face is still up in those clouds. You open your mouth and for the first time I HEAR you, not just feel what you’re saying or understand you in my own head, your voice comes through the pages in your world and into the reality of mine, and it reverberates and I can hear every little nuance, down to the hitch from you crying.

“I’ll never forget you,” you say. “I’ll come back soon.”

The end.

SOMEONE DID AND NOW IM EMOTIONAL

Plot Twist:

“I love you.” She whispered softly closing the book. Her fantasy must end and he must die with it no matter how great their love. Tears fell from her eyes, landing upon the hard worn cover of her most beloved book. The book in which lied the love of her life. The book that loved her back. She ached to open it again but she could not continue like this. She must move on and live a life not in her precious book. Sobs racked her body as she walked to the self, hesitantly sliding her beloved book into the shelf. It was only for a time, she told herself. That she would come back again and read the story of her love again and that she may fall in love again. Whipping her eyes she turned toward the door, but froze in her tracks. A man stood there, concern lining his every feature. She knew that face. It was exactly as she had pictured it, from every line of his jaw to the exact color of his eyes. This can’t be possible.

“Why are you crying?” Oh, his voice. That was his voice. It was as soothing as she had imagined. Her knees grew week and her mind went numb. She struggled for words as he approached her slowly, he knelt before her and touched her cheek, worry etched in his gentle movement. “What’s wrong? Has something happened?”

She could only choke out, “You’re real?”

I’M SCREAMING

FUCK IT GOT BETTER

WHAT. THE. FUCK.

itsfuckinghailo: What it must be to be happy.

Tue, 21 May 2013 20:01:37 -0400

itsfuckinghailo:

What it must be to be happy.

dreamerofdisney: disney-lostgirl: BUT ACTUALLY I JUST...

Tue, 21 May 2013 18:01:58 -0400

dreamerofdisney:

disney-lostgirl:

BUT ACTUALLY I JUST DIED

This should be on every dash. It’s so perfect.

vagisodium: vagisodium: i bet my tongue is stronger than yours wanna find out this post has...

Tue, 21 May 2013 16:02:03 -0400

vagisodium:

vagisodium:

i bet my tongue is stronger than yours wanna find out

this post has 99,000 notes can you guess how many people have made out with me since i made it the answer is 0

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Tue, 21 May 2013 14:01:17 -0400

moretoremember: I would never cheat in a relationship because that would require two people finding...

Tue, 21 May 2013 12:02:18 -0400

moretoremember:

I would never cheat in a relationship

because that would require two people finding me attractive.

view-from-up-here: emma watson is perfect

Tue, 21 May 2013 10:01:26 -0400

view-from-up-here:

emma watson is perfect

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simplyratch3t: mistereffinapocalypse: thefaultinmyass: ipainty...

Mon, 20 May 2013 22:40:48 -0400

simplyratch3t:

mistereffinapocalypse:

thefaultinmyass:

ipaintyouwings:

Message from David Karp

everyone needs to read this.

Fuck yeah

Plus both our logos end in punctuation!

ill trust you creator, do not fail me

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