Hi, i'm Jessy and you're a cunt.

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dumblydoor:

i just say things and hope they’re socially acceptable

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migrated: eternell: iwassoalonecastiel: timelord-and-fishcustard: The colour of this crack changes to a darker version of your blog colour. GET ON MY BLOG OmF there’s a crack of space and time on my blog. no theres a picture of a crack on your blog.
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u-rbanwaves: tortured—dreams: xx
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explicitit: drainedenergy: travelerschecks: featherumbrellas: lmfaoswed: m-ayflower: the last sentence :( Everything is perfect until the last sentence… I think i’ve got a million comments about the last sentence, but that’s the entire point to the poem. You fall in love with the feeling of being wanted, you fall in love with the places you visit, the routine, and mostly you fall in love with being comfortable. You are there because you want to be able to love that person, but you can’t force yourself, and you won’t.  the last sentence is what makes this so perfect. it’s honest and a twist that you aren’t expecting and I love that in writing. this is actually one of the most beautiful things i have ever read.. How I always feel about people.