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Future Convo

dearoldlove:

I keep having future conversations with you.

Hard 2 Love - Lee Brice

(Source: youtube.com)

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Lololol

Lololol

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textsfrombennett:

Bennett cries during movies

textsfrombennett:

Bennett cries during movies

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Spelling Been

dearoldlove:

It’s ‘bizarre’, not ‘bazzar’.

It’s ‘professional’, not ‘proffesional’.

Your spelling was appalling, that’s why I could never love you properly.

Hahaha.

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Lololol

Lololol

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HAHAHA

HAHAHA

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Psych Circle

dearoldlove:

If there’s one thing I hate about studying psychology, it’s knowing the gravity, in theory, of psychological symptoms and disorders. I’m sorry I gave you a panic attack. Now I think I need to visit a psychologist, too, to talk things through.

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Shattering Kiss

dearoldlove:

When I think about the first time you kissed me, it was so unexpected and shattering… I still have to remind myself to breathe.

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Meant To Be But Not

dearoldlove:

Even though we were never really anything more than a kiss and flirt, you are the reason I believe that there are people we are ”meant” to be with, but choose not to be.

You may think the past has something to tell you. You may think that you should listen, should strain to make out its whispers, should bend over backward, stoop down low to hear its voice breathed up from the ground, from dead places. You may think there’s something in it for you, something to understand or make sense of.

But I know the truth: I know from the nights of Coldness. I know the past will drag you backward and down, have you snatching at whispers of wind and the gibberish of trees rubbing together, trying to decipher some code, trying to piece together what was broken. It’s hopeless. The past is nothing but a weight. It will build inside you like a stone.

Take it from me: if you hear the past speaking to you, feel it tugging at your back and running its fingers up your spine, the best thing to do-the only thing-is run.

Delirium
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textsfrombennett:

Bennett defies science

HAHAHA

textsfrombennett:

Bennett defies science

HAHAHA