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I really don’t think I’ve ever heard a drop in a song that has more effect on me than the one in this song at 1:30. Like imagining that drop in a club or party honestly scares me because I would absolutely be losing my fucking mind.

I wish I had an ass to spoon right now. Holy fuck. Let’s make each other cum and then fall asleep cuddling. Wrap my arm around over your side, thread it through your arms and into your chest. Let me fall asleep nestled up behind you

Liquor smuggling.

So tomorrow I fly to Miami to embark on a seven day cruise. Alcohol prices on the ship are outrageous so the six of us decided to invest in these “undetectable” plastic flasks to try and sneak past security in our luggage. Lmao I hope we don’t get caught or at least 50% makes it through.

It feels like I’ve never even known you. Can that much be forgotten in a month? What would it be like to see you now? What was your favorite food? How did your hair smell after a shower? You took two creams and two sugars, with a dash of cinnamon, right? What did your laugh sound like again? Did I really forget or has my mind blocked these things? Everything, every person, and every moment is temporary. When I die, and when you die, it will be like before we were born, back to nothing. All forgotten, all erased.

Laying in bed trying to fall asleep. Recalling past shit from my life. Just remembered the time a girl asked me if I were gay after we hung out for the first time LOL. Nah babe, I just want to get to know you a bit first. Establish an interest before making a move. I wonder how things could have gone differently. Was I gay or something?

This is the first time I’ve been in bed before the sun was up in over a month. Let’s hope I can actually fall asleep. I’m not good at being alone. I haven’t been alone in eight years. I’ve forgotten how to. I need somebody in my bed at night otherwise there’s no incentive to go to sleep. I’ll mindlessly stay awake and waste my time away. It’s like my brain refuses to sleep for no reason. Meh. I should probably turn off my phone/close this app. G’night internet.

They say you don’t get over someone until you find someone or something better. As humans, we don’t deal well with emptiness. Any empty space must be filled. Immediately. The pain of emptiness is too strong. It compels the victim to fill that place. A single moment with that empty spot causes excruciating pain. That’s why we run from distraction to distraction — and from attachment to attachment.
Yasmin Mogahed  (via blackichigo1)

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