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ca·lam·i·tous: causing, involving, or resulting in a calamity; disastrous

So the names Crystal. Im just a simple girl with a broken smile. Im the girl that can brighten up anyones day but her own. The one that can save everyone but herself. This is where I express my real feelings. If you ever feel alone or just need to vent about anything, my ears and heart are ALWAYS open. Please dont hesitate to talk to me. Welcome to my thoughts

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What do I want?
I want to drink myself to death. I want to take a handful of pretty little pills until my blood stops running into my artery walls. I want to take that shiny magic line and saw until I can see blue pieces of me hanging out of my tiny little wrists. I want to lick the barrel and…


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"I think about you. But I don’t say it anymore."

(via cali-bambi)

"When she loves, she tends to cling."

Erykah Badu (via kushandwizdom)

"the sky was dark gray
on the day we forgot to
fall in love again."

Amanda Helm, Hakius (4)


Falling for women is easy. Their entire physique is captivating, their hair, tender hands, beautiful smiles; the sound of soft voices, sometimes raspy in the morning, but often calm and sweet. The idea of soft lips against your own, and a kind touch upon your skin sending goosebumps across every inch of your body. Women are like magic.


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Good Vibes HERE


This hit me hard

Matching tattoos with my girlfriend

"Im not addicted to alcohol or drugs, im addicted to escaping reality."

yesyesyesyes (via psychedelic-flower-childd)


I am not the first person you loved.

You are not the first person I looked at with a mouthful of forevers.

We have both known loss like the sharp edges of a knife. We have both lived with lips more scar tissue than skin.

Our love came unannounced in the middle of the night.

Our love came when we’d given up on asking love to come.

I think that has to be part of its miracle.

This is how we heal.

I will kiss you like forgiveness. You will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms will bandage and we will press promises between us like flowers in a book. I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat on your skin. I will write novels to the scar of your nose. I will write a dictionary of all the words I have used trying to describe the way it feels to have finally, finally found you.

And I will not be afraid of your scars.

I know sometimes it’s still hard to let me see you in all your cracked perfection, but please know:

Whether it’s the days you burn more brilliant than the sun or the nights you collapse into my lap, your body broken into a thousand questions, you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

I will love you when you are a still day.

I will love you when you are a hurricane.


Clementine von Radics, Mouthful of Forevers (via sagaciousefflundancy)