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wilwheaton:

I really hope Yahoo doesn’t fuck up Tumblr like it’s fucked up … well, every single thing it’s ever touched in the history of the universe.

royalteens:

i love this.

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hermionejg:

RIP Richard Griffiths, a tremendous actor.

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manda:

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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 so accurate though. bless…

cassandracroft:

AHH! I WANT THIS!

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conniecann:

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Me

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