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aw shit get it wednesday

HA! I almost forgot to reblog this today 

Every Wednesday from now on. 

Its wednesday yo
Sometimes we get sad about things and we don’t like to tell other people that we are sad about them. We like to keep it a secret. Or sometimes, we are sad but we really don’t know why we are sad, so we say we aren’t sad but we really are.

Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time

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People who truly love us can be divided into two categories: those who understand us, and those who forgive us our worst sins. Rarely do you find someone capable of both.
━ Jonathan Carroll  (via senpai00)

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When someone shows you who they really are, believe them.
Can you honestly love a dishonest thing?
Can you honestly love a dishonest thing?

i literally want to walk into the woods and just shoot myself in the face. and hope no one would find me.