it’s those moments
at 2AM
when i’ve been staring at
the blank wall
for the fifth hour in a row
that for all the wrong in me
i just want to cry
but i don’t have the energy
to do even that
(e.b)
xistant:

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I think I might always be in some kind of love with you.
F. Cabanes (via bl-ossomed)
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