Strong Tower College Station

I’m breaking. Bit by bit. Piece by piece.


Sad/Bands/B&W blog


Sad/Bands/B&W blog

(via healingx)

Sometimes I forget to listen. I forget to let a friend be. To tell their whole story and paint their full heart into the air.
I’m too eager to respond with a fix, a solution, a plan. I interrupt the art. I look for a pause to jump in and offer all sorts of articulate banter, when this isn’t what they want. They just want to speak until they’re out of breath, and then meet eyes and feel like they’re okay and understood and not alone. It’s a beautiful thing, and I want to let it happen. I want to let them finish painting in their own words. And then maybe I will understand.
Growing apart doesn’t change the fact that for a long time we grew side by side; our roots will always be tangled. I’m glad for that.
Ally Condie, Matched  (via c-oquetry)

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A year ago we stayed up till 3 am talking
And today I don’t know how to even say hey
(via 99teen)

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RIP Talia Joy Castellano
August 18, 1999 - July 16, 2013 

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Everyone says that love hurts, but that is not true. Loneliness hurts. Rejection hurts. Losing hurts. Losing someone hurts. Envy hurts. Everyone gets these things confused with love. But in reality love is the only thing in this world that covers up all pain and makes someone feel wonderful again.
thelovenotebook (via asideofsex)

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Jesus. Circle K. helping.
Texas A&M. gig'em
Tapioca. Running. Biking. Computer Programming.
KPOP. kdramas. Cat jokes. leaving a legacy. Welcome to my escape,