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did you come for a pie?

i’m so tired.

i want to make everything stop and stay where i am, but the world is fucking moving, and time’s passing. i don’t want to do anything.

i feel empty and lonely.
i’ve got great friends, really. i love them. but i cannot help from feeling lonely.
i like talking to them and i feel helpful when i give them support.
but sometimes i am the one who needs help.

adorus:

reliable by AMM blog on Flickr.

tumblr doesn’t work on my pc and it doesn’t work properly on my ipod. idk why.

i decided i should go back to tumblr. and write things when i am not exactly well. not because i feel like anyone will read - only because i need to express it somewhere.

classic—l0ner:

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bornettodie69:

WELCOME

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flamebegins:

canonet QL19 by amadeuswhui on Flickr.

sometimes you just don’t know what to say.

the boyfriend of one of my best friends killed himself yesterday. i feel so bad. i cannot say anything. it’s not allright, it is never going to be everything allright completely.

i’m fine i really am
but sometimes
just sometimes
i think of things and suddenly i feel like i’m going to puke

carnivoregrrrls:

The view from our hotelroom in florence
turnoffyour-m-i-n-d:

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regenval:

000018 by Adriano Sodré on Flickr.
turnoffyour-m-i-n-d:

ugh-l-y:

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