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…And then that was that. There were no more phone calls, no more messages, no letters. There were no big, romantic gestures trying to win back what we once had. Nor, did we show up at each other’s doorsteps fighting for what used to be. We didn’t cry, at least not in each other’s presence. It was the end and we’d given up. There was nothing left for the two of us now. Nothing // by c-oquetry (via c-oquetry)

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Anonymous asked: Still ok to enter that give away?

yes love! :) two more days!

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I just hope that one day—preferably when we’re both blind drunk—we can talk about it. J.D. Salinger (via brokenpromisesanddbrokenhearts)

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Hell exists.
it’s here.
3 a.m.
awake and
without you. Beau Taplin, “Hell exists.” (via c-oquetry)

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