Fiery Italian Pasta Salad

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Sometimes, I feel like ripping apart my skin and searching for a reason for why I feel this empty.
Maybe my veins are tangled, or something is lodged in my ribcage. Because it feels like something inside of me is missing or broken.
(via pphyew)

(Source: felicefawn, via anitavalija)

why did i leave my friends, home, boyfriend, heart behind if I never even had a shot at doing what I love to do. why am i here?