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lehgolass:

Mikasa Ackerman 

Captain, that’s Mikasa Ackerman, one of us elites in the rear guard.  Her skills alone make her as valuable as a hundred soldiers.  Losing her would be a devastating loss for mankind.


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“I’ve stopped being sorry for all my soft. I won’t apologise because I miss you, or because I said it, or because I text you first, or again. I think everyone spends too much time trying to close themselves off. I don’t want to be cool or indifferent, I want to be honest. If I love you at 5AM, I’d damn well rather that you know I felt it. If I love you two hours later, I’ll tell you then too. Listen, I won’t wait double the time it takes for you to text me back because I don’t want to. I don’t care enough to be patient with you. I’m happy, you made me feel that way, don’t you want to know? So that’s how it’s going to be. I’m going to leave myself as open as a church door. And I’m going to wake you up before the crack of dawn to tell you that I’m fucking joyful, no pretending, not from me, not ever. Would you like some coffee, would you please kiss me? Here, these are my hands, this is my mouth, it is all yours.”


— Azra.T “Don’t Wait Three Days to Text First.”  (via itscherryamber)

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The Neverending Story (1984)


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englishsnow:

by MMortAH


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libertybeforedeath:

Once you get a taste of sleeping next to someone, sleeping alone in your own bed really sucks.


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“Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)”


— Walt Whitman,  Song of Myself (via artemisdreaming)

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hitlervevo:

my social studies teacher once told us “human beings are the most selfish of all. even when someone dies, you shed tears only because they are no more around to provide you with whatever they had been for so long”

and it has been 3 years since she said this and this is still what i think about at night


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cvanillaa:

People are so vulnerable at night. They’re willing to spill out their souls to anyone willing to listen. They have desires to do things that never cross their mind when the sun is in the sky.