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Rubberband Man | T.I.
She doesn’t understand why I’m trying to hold on to it when she feels that the other person have already let go. She expressed to me that she feels like the other person was never really a good friend to me and I completely understand. There were times that I expected her to be there and care or…
every second.
of every minute.
of every hour.
of every day.
of every week.
of every month.
of every year.
of my entire existence.
And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.
(Source: dinhtheresa)
(Source: dianabaabe)
I remember my trip two years ago, to San Francisco. I took a cab to this bridge while my sister was on a conference call.
I stood there for about two hours, looking down, people watching, and wondering how far down the water was.
A girl sat next to me, and asked me, “You’re not going to jump„ are you?”
I smiled and reassured her I wasn’t. That I was just a tourist.
She then said, “You look a lot like my sister. I’m sorry, I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable. But I had to ask, can I hug you? You just look so much like her.”
I felt awkward at first, but then I realized. “She jumped?”
This girl’s face just crumpled, and she started crying. I hugged her, without a second thought, and for some reason I apologized. Not sure what else I could say.
She goes, “Those were the last words she ever spoke to me.”
And I will never forget this girl, her name was Ariana.
(Source: fuckfuckfuck-)