I believe in God, chai tea, and the undeniable fact that bobby pins can fix any bad hair day.

This can’t be real

I can handle knowing all of the bad things.

I cannot, however, handle not knowing them. The absolute impossibility of discovering all of the things you kept from me is what keeps me up at night.

It isn’t the way you’ve already wounded me, it’s the way you fuck me up even when you’re gone.

We must have one love, one great love in our life, since it gives us an alibi for all the moments when we are filled with despair.

—Albert Camus, Notebooks 1935-1942 (via feellng)

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my life is just a collection of poorly made decisions with alternative music playing in the background

(via cramp)


I saw you at your worst and I stayed. You saw me at my best and you still left.

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