every year you pass your birthday and know that you were born that day but every year you pass your death day and have no clue
"One day you fall for this boy. And he touches you with his fingers. And he burns holes in your skin with his mouth. And it hurts when you look at him. And it hurts when you don’t. And it feels like someone’s cut you open with a jagged piece of glass."
- Maureen Medved, The Tracey Fragments (via 6bitch6craft6)
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LIAM IS SO DONE WITH THEIR SHIT HE IS LIKE A SINGLE DAD WITH TWO WAYWARD CHILDREN LIKE ‘yes these are my kids. i have to love them.’
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