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He called me perfect. He said I’m perfect. Damn. Damn. Drunk Chelsea melts at everything.
I’m ok. I might even be good. What is this?
I just got really hurt. And sometimes when that happens, something inside just shuts off.
—Fever Pitch (via eletheowl)
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“You are beautiful. Nice. Smart. Smarter than I thought actually lol. Cheer up cutie pie, everything will be alright. Smile for me. You are special.”
Goddamnit. Why must you be so nice to me? Why must you be so cute? I’m not ready for this yet. Oh how I want to be. You make me feel better about everything. And I know I’m just falling for the next person that is nice to me. I know that. But does that diminish how nice he is? Gah why must this be so confusing. I’m excited but I feel guilty for it. I’m optimistic, but I worry that I’m putting too much weight into this. Just tell me where you stand. Be honest. I can handle whatever you want. I’m strong. Just please, please don’t screw me over. Just be honest.
Thoughts are not actions. Thoughts are not actions. Thoughts are not actions.
Repeat until asleep.
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I wish I could eat, because this looks delicious.
(via dancingnkd)
I’m so excited for Wednesday :)
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