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(now I’m even losing my name — it was getting shorter and shorter all the time and is now: Yours)
Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena (via call-me-good-girl)

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Sep 15, 2014 / 2,742 notes
Do you love me enough that I may be weak with you? Everyone loves strength, but do you love me for my weakness? That is the real test.
Alain de Botton (via call-me-good-girl)

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ladies, if a guy doesn’t eat pussy but still expects to get his dick sucked… laugh right in his face. laugh as you put your clothes back on. leave the room in the midst of your laughter. go home while laughing. keep laughing for the rest of your life. never stop laughing.

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Aug 22, 2014 / 2 notes

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I’m suffering from anorexia with bulimic tendencies since five years now.
And my parents found out two years ago. And I know its hard for them it’s hard for me too but I don’t understand why they keep treating me like a piece of shit. Whenever my mother is looking for something in the fridge and she can’t find it, She reproaches me that I ate it. And I’m always the liar who winds them up. And I’m so sick and tired of all this. I really wanna get help, even though I think it’s too late and I’ve already lost the battle. But I’m always going to stay the liar. And in 10 years if my mother can’t find something in the fridge, I will still be accused.

Aug 22, 2014
someone asked me
to describe home
and i started talking about your hair color
and the sound of your voice
and the taste of your lips
and how your skin feels like
until i realized
they had expected to hear a place
Daria M. (insp. by unknown)

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Aug 21, 2014 / 1,683 notes
Aug 21, 2014