bootyscientist:

the day i smoke a blunt on the balcony of a home i own, i might just shed a tear cuz I’ll know i finally made it

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It’s when you hold eye contact for that second too long or maybe the way you laugh. It sets off a flash and our memories take a picture of who we are at that point when we first know β€œThis is love.”
And we clutch that picture to our hearts because we expect each other to always be the people in that picture. But people change. People aren’t pictures. And you can either take a new picture or throw the old one away. Iain Thomas - I Wrote This For You (via psych-facts)
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