fuck auf

He is not a constellation.
You should not wish to be the cigarette touching his lips.
He will not appear through the fog and heal your wounds.
Only you can do that.
So get out of bed and put on some lipstick.
Stop falling at his feet.
Save yourself.

Emery Allen 

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Look how happy he is omg

☽ paler than the cast of twilight ☾
And then suddenly I become sad for no reason, and it takes me days to get over that feeling.
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drown me - a mix by olliesigh (decade)
electro mix for when you got the ‘kill me’ school blues
listen to it here