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If I never see you again
I will always carry you
inside
outsideon my fingertips
and at brain edgesand in centers
centers
of what I am of
what remains.
-Charles Bukowski
—F. Scott Fitzgerald (via thecoolofnight)
What will it take for you to see me?
Death.
Rebellion.
Neglegence is what wounded me.
What will you do if I decided to leave?
Will you cry?
Will you regret?
Or will the same cycle occur…
You weren’t there and you still aren’t.
You don’t deserve my love.
(via madonnasorgy)