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SILVERSCREEN BRUNETTE FROM THE HILLS OF SAN JOSE.

I can’t breathe
So much is happening.
& I asked you, begged you really to be here
& you couldn’t.
I don’t ask you for much cause I know how hard you work.
But today I was heartbroken
& I could’ve used you here.
I know you heard the pain in my voice
But instead of jumping up
You blamed me for making you feel guilty.
Wow.

I lie.
To myself.
Cause I’d rather pretend you’d rescue me
Than the cold hard truth
That sometimes I’m only your priority
Cause I’m convenient.

feminishblog:

Why does a woman need to be your mother, sister, daughter, or lover in order for her to matter?

Real.

(via thetwattickler)