Today I thought of you,
of the way your lips would part
to allow the nicotine that
invaded your lungs
to escape but would never
open up enough
to allow the words I know
you held inside
to save me,
to save us.
(via mariethehippie)
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synthetic-synaesthesia:
Today I thought of you, of the way your lips would part to allow the nicotine that invaded your lungs to escape but would never open up enough to allow the words I know you held inside to save me, to save us.
(via mariethehippie)
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cover-me-up-cuddle-me-in:
Million Dollar Baby breaks my heart EVERY TIME
Million Dollar Baby breaks my heart EVERY TIME
