It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the sound I heard when I was 9 and my father slammed the front door so hard behind him I swear to god it shook the whole house. For the next 3 years I watched my mother break her teeth on vodka bottles. I think she stopped breathing when he left. I think part of her died. I think he took her heart with him when he walked out. Her chest is empty, just a shattered mess or cracked ribs and depression pills.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s all the blood in the sink. It’s the night that I spent 12 hours in the emergency room waiting to see if my sister was going to be okay, after the boy she loved, told her he didn’t love her anymore. It’s the crying, and the fluorescent lights, and white sneakers and pale faces and shaky breaths and blood. So much blood.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the time that I had to stay up for two days straight with my best friend while she cried and shrieked and threw up on my bedroom floor because her boyfriend fucked his ex. I swear to god she still has tear streaks stained onto her cheeks. I think when you love someone, it never really goes away.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the six weeks we had a substitute in English because our teacher was getting divorced and couldn’t handle getting out of bed. When she came back was smiling. But her hands shook so hard when she held her coffee, you could see that something was broken inside. And sometimes when things break, you can’t fix them. Nothing ever goes back to how it was. I got an A in English that year. I think her head was always spinning too hard to read any essays.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s that I do.


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“I stared back at her, but her eyes told me nothing. Strangely transparent, they seemed like windows to a world beyond, but however long I peered into their depths, there was nothing I could see. Our faces were no more than ten inches apart, but she was light years away from me.”

- Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via riri-neko)
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“There’s a difference between giving up and knowing when you’ve had enough.”

- Unknown (via fmastalker)


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I loooooove your music so much! @__@ My friends are actually at Coachella and it looks interesting! Are you going this year?

awww thank you! i’ve actually never been to coachella. for some reason I never had the urge to go… i guess I would rather choose going to EDC every year instead? who knows, maybe i’ll end up going next year :3 


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“Never ruin an apology with an excuse.”

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“Do not be fooled
into thinking
that being loved
and being fucked
are the same thing.
Their sweat on your
skin is not a promise.
They may touch you,
but that does not mean
they’ll stay.”

- Foolhardy | Lora Mathis (via lora-mathis)


i want a hot body but i also want hot wings

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