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Joan Jett And The Blackhearts

—I Hate Myself For Loving You

I hate myself for loving you
Can’t break free from the things that you do
I want to walk but I run back to you that’s why
I hate myself for loving you

(Source: classicrockneverdies)

These recurring nightmares…

That I die of a tumor in the brain.
That the doctor cannot remove.
That I only have 6 months to live.
That I am 27 in that dream.

These recurring nightmares…

I miss you so fucking much.

pharcydes:

The Master

2012

Paul Thomas Anderson

I don’t forget you. You’re always in my heart and the memories we had together I shall keep it. I thank you for being a part of my life. We have our own paths we want to lead and I hope these paths will meet again someday. Until then, I will miss you, love.