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At this point, I’m not sure what or where I am anymore.  I continue to try and understand, by mapping out my path to where I am now .. But why did I end up here?  Was I just too lazy and withdrawn to actually try?  I don’t know if I even gave up or trying.  Like, that’s how confused I am.
I don’t feel like I have emotional connections to anyone anymore.  And I think that’s what leaves me lost.  I’ve never been a leader, I’ve always followed and learned and acted in example of the one I followed.  I truly felt I could become a better person that way.  But then they either get tired of holding my hand or I think I just gave up.. I don’t know what happens.  I don’t remember.
I never remember what’s important anymore. 

At this point, I’m not sure what or where I am anymore.  I continue to try and understand, by mapping out my path to where I am now .. But why did I end up here?  Was I just too lazy and withdrawn to actually try?  I don’t know if I even gave up or trying.  Like, that’s how confused I am.

I don’t feel like I have emotional connections to anyone anymore.  And I think that’s what leaves me lost.  I’ve never been a leader, I’ve always followed and learned and acted in example of the one I followed.  I truly felt I could become a better person that way.  But then they either get tired of holding my hand or I think I just gave up.. I don’t know what happens.  I don’t remember.

I never remember what’s important anymore. 

Bad news: I’m in love again.

— Good news: it’s you. (via poppyflowerpoetry)

antivanrogue:

imagine your OTP having lazy saturday morning sex, eyes half open, early-morning sun washing across the bed, sheets tangled around their legs. it’s nothing too intense, warmth and messy tenderness, faces buried into each other’s necks and pleasure shivering down their spines

askvoiceymiranything:

well…thats fuckin embarrassing *blushes*
-Ymir

askvoiceymiranything:

well…thats fuckin embarrassing *blushes*

-Ymir

yuriloverotaku:

I need more of this

thosecomics:

Go forth and release the captive boobs.

All the hardest, coldest people you meet,
were once as soft as water.
And that’s the tragedy of living.

— Iain S. Thomas  (via bruisinq)

hairison:

DPS queue

hairison:

DPS queue

pruss-in-boots:

stillababy14:

darknessofthevoid:

castielangelofthetrenchcoats:

damfrozencupcakes:

to anyone who messages me:

this is easily the most accurate post i have ever seen

// This goes for everyone who has ever message me. 

haha SO TRUEE

especially the look on the person’s face

ASDJKASLDCJl — Howwww

Too tired to even think properly, but I am still managing to think soooo..

Why does it feel so complicated when it comes to making or keeping friends?  I’ve had a good amount, I know I have, but then I slowly lost contact with them and then it got to the point I was down to 0 friends again.

Like .. I don’t mean to stop talking to people but sometimes I just do?  And then I sit around for a week or two wondering what i’m supposed to be doing then I realize I haven’t spoken to so and so for a while .. But then it’s been so long that I feel too awkward to say anything.

And thus the cycle continues.

I don’t remember if I ever managed to keep friends normally before or not.  But now it’s just so .. foggy.  It’s like the whole concept is complicated even though I know it shouldn’t be.  Ughghghghgh.

badplanets:

She flirted 
"write about me" 

and I told her
"break my heart first"

I’m always soft for you, that’s the problem. You could come knocking on my door five years from now and I would open my arms wider and say ‘come here, it’s been too long, it felt like home with you.’

— Azra.T, My Heart is Full of Open Windows (via 5ullen)