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I am not happy. I am not unhappy. I am frozen somewhere in the middle that is so much worse. I am nowhere. Nothing is happening and I am getting more and more sad.
Samantha Schutz, I Don’t Want to be Crazy (via ugh)
(Source: endangerment)
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Isn’t it funny? I’m enjoying my hatred so much more than I ever enjoyed love. Love is temperamental. Tiring. It makes demands. Love uses you, changes its mind. But hatred, now, that’s something you can use. Sculpt. Wield. It’s hard, or soft, however you need it. Love humiliates you, but hatred cradles you.
Janet Fitch, White Oleander (via madsdittmann)
(Source: lazyteen)
Temper Trap | Love Lost
Our love was lost in the rubble of all the things that you’ve been dreamin’ of
(Source: jiralqueen)




