Never apologize for burning too brightly or collapsing into yourself every night. That is how galaxies are made. Tyler Kent White  (via 90377)

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Do not call me perfect,

a lie is never a compliment.

Call me an erratic

damaged and

insecure mess.

Then tell me that you

love me for it. Beau Taplin || You’re a fucking wreck and I love you for it. (via afadthatlastsforever)
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do you ever get so obsessed with a game that you start playing it in your head before you sleep

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Do you love me enough that I may be weak with you? Alain de Botton (via 5000letters)
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