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And the wind pulled my hair out of the car’s window, in fast and desperate moves, as if the world outside was trying to suck me into it, trying to stop me from going away.

It was a nice feeling, to feel important to someone I mean.Or maybe it was just my imagination, in my desperate need and thirst of feeling important in the world; of knowing that if one day I vanished, at least the dust would miss me, miss laying in my shoulders, remember that I existed before replacing me for another quiet and boring place to rest.

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die-libelle:

i swear if teen girls start walking around with unlit cigarettes in their mouths after ‘the fault in our stars’ movie shit will go down

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chappygifs:

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"oh yeah! they were like…"

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