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 she 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.

It’s not that I don’t love you.    (via jaguarz)
How the Logic of "Friendzoning" Would Work If Applied in Other Instances:

forevercemetery:

if you’re thinking something nice about someone you should always say it

jiyongs-g-thong:

wheres the customize button for my face

jaegertechnology:

lifesneverhumdrum:

jaegertechnology:

jaegertechnology:

jaegertechnology:

I HAVE SWEATER ON IM TOO HOT I TAKE SWEATER OFF IM TOO COLD FUCK THIS BULLSHIT WORLD

I COMPLAINED ABOUT THIS TO MY MOM AND SHE TOLD ME TO PUT ON THE SHRUG MY AUNT KNITTED ME ONE PROBLEM THE SHRUG MY AUNT KNITTED ME IS BULLSHIT

LOOK AT THIS

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FUCKING LOOK AT THIS

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THERE IS NO HEAD HOLEimage

WHAT IS THE POINT OF THIS

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WHY

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im still going to be laughing about this the next time i see you

NO DON’T BRING THIS BAKC

breakburnandends:

i was so ugly in 2008 because i didnt care about my looks i cared about the jonas brothers

groovychainsaws:

American education

jerkidiot:

wlovepierce:

jerkidiot:

sonnyforpresident:

jerkidiot:

jerkidiot:

IM A TEENAGER I WANNA BE DANGEROUS I WANNA DO SOMETHING CRAZY I WANNA GO STEAL A TRAFFIC LIGHT

REBELLION

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AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO THOUGHT TRAFFIC LIGHTS WERE A LOT SMALLER

YOU THINK THAT’S BIG?? CHECK OUT THIS STOP SIGN I JUST GRABBED

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STOP STEALING ROAD NAVIGATIONAL ESSENTIALS.

NO

suspend:

its 2:30 pm and i just woke up to this

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im really blessed to have someone like him 

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