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I don’t care that you got into drugs for three months straight, or how much sleep you lost in that period. I don’t care that you went home and fucked that person and woke up at 6am hating everything about yourself, or that you smoked so much you sounded as though your lungs were giving out.

You’re not a bad person for the ways you tried to kill your sadness.

You’re just human, and being human means you need to survive and you do so whichever way you deem fit, fuck everyone else.

”

“you’re not a bad person for the ways you tried to kill your sadness”

(via i-want-spankings)

“Let’s admit, without apology, what we do to each other.”

Richard Siken, exerpt of “Detail of the Fire,” in War of Foxes  (via 5000letters)

countrychickhick:

let’s make out while I grind on you and quietly moan in your mouth.