love is not enough

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5:42am.

I’m scared of what you can do to me,
I’m scared of watching you destroy me,
just like you always do.

me, ordering a drink at starbucks:

i'll have a large caramel macchiato

barista:

you mean a venti?

me, understanding that the barista does not make up the names for the sizes and it is in fact part of her job to clarify what i am ordering to avoid mistakes in my order:

yeah, a venti. thanks.

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buckysbears:

does anyone ever do the opposite of dissociate?? where youre just suddenly and uncomfortably aware of your situation and reality 

I’m doing it right now and I can feel it slipping away haha bye again everyone ta ta

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sorryangels:

my kink is when ppl actually care abt my feelings & what I have to say

too unrealistic, settle for bondage like the rest of us

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khobis:

accept that you arent special to some people and move on

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dallaslesmis:

yeah i’m ok! i’m totally ok i just (takes a deep breath) (starts screaming)

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I don’t really know what to do or say, people keep asking me how I am or how I’m doing, I don’t think it feels real yet but I’m really scared for when it does, my brothers dog keeps crying cause she knows he’s not coming back but she still jumps up when she hears the door just incase, I guess I’m doing the same thing too?

his room still smells and looks the same but the energy is different now, there’s now ska being played full blast at all hours, the familiar smell of a cone being smoked lingering in the air as frequently, no late night renovations or DIY projects being created.. but it just feels like he’s at hospital and he’s coming home soon?

I didn’t get to say goodbye I hadn’t heard his voice for so long, I should have just called why didn’t I call? I had so many questions but I guess I thought if I never asked them he’d have to stay around longer to answer later

There’s still food in the kitchen well within it’s best before dates that he bought that he probably thought he’d be well enough to come back and enjoy soon

his birthday is next month, so is his youngest son, he would have been 45, Elijah would have been 6, June is going to be hard, every day is going to be hard

I feel bad that I’m not showing enough sadness to my family but I am petrified of letting myself realise that cancer stole the most amazing man I’ll ever know from me

I can’t believe this is real yet, I’m so sorry Daniel

I wish it was me

This world needed you

‪but it’s never a good idea to start a fight with a man who has nothing left to lose‬