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release the dark mark
A smooth sea never made a skillful sailor. Δ

Laine. Fifteen. Slytherin.

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posted 1 month ago on 21 April 2013 WITH 7 notes »reblog

Then the night you’ve been waiting for comes and suddenly your dream isn’t a dream anymore, it’s a reality. It’s all around you like something you always knew would happen.

Margaret Willey; Facing The Music  

posted 2 months ago on 23 March 2013 WITH 28 notes »reblog

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posted 2 months ago on 1 March 2013 WITH 5 notes »reblog

I don’t give up easily; I fight for what I want. It takes a lot for me to actually give up on something or someone. I can’t just throw away all the hard work and time I put into it. I can’t just give up because times are hard, especially if that person means so much to me. I keep fighting for what I want until I can’t fight anymore, until giving up is the only option left.


posted 3 months ago on 2 February 2013 WITH 5 notes »reblog

When you’re thinking about how much you miss me, and I’m completely fine, remember how I felt. Remind yourself that this is what you wanted; because with every day coming and going, I’m learning how to be okay without you. And I can’t wait for the day when I get to look at you and feel absolutely nothing.


posted 3 months ago on 25 January 2013 WITH 11 notes »reblog

Sometimes you just have to erase the messages, delete the numbers and move on. You don’t have to forget who that person was to you; only accept that they aren’t that person anymore.


posted 5 months ago on 9 December 2012 »reblog

“If anybody ever makes you feel like your best isn’t good enough, you’re probably giving it to the wrong person.”


posted 6 months ago on 26 October 2012 WITH 7 notes »reblog

You start life with a clean slate. Then you begin to make your mark. You face decisions, make choices. You keep moving forward. But sooner or later there comes a time where you look back over where you have been… and wonder who you really are.


posted 7 months ago on 4 October 2012 WITH 49 notes »reblog

posted 7 months ago on 4 October 2012 WITH 20 notes »reblog

“I don’t know if I will have the time to write anymore letters because I might be too busy trying to participate. So if this does end up being the last letter I just want you to know that I was in a bad place before I started high school and you helped me. Even if you didn’t know what I was talking about or know someone who has gone through it, you made me not feel alone. Because I know there are people who say all these things don’t happen. And there are people who forget what it’s like to be 16 when they turn 17. I know these will all be stories someday. And our pictures will become old photographs. We’ll all become somebody’s mom or dad. But right now these moments are not stories. This is happening, I am here and I am looking at her. And she is so beautiful. I can see it. This one moment when you know you’re not a sad story. You are alive, and you stand up and see the lights on the buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And you’re listening to that song and that drive with the people you love most in this world. And in this moment I swear, we are infinite.” - Charlie ; The Perks of Being a Wallflower (2012)