Lift your heart and let your story be told.
Speak the truth, even if your voice shakes.
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Ask me something. Make it count. Tell me something. Let it out.
I hate when my tumblr friends are sad. if I lived near you i’d want to bring you to my house and we’d have a sleepover and we’d eat pizza and watch movies and feelings jam and we’d cuddle and you could stay until you feel better. I want to take care of you all.
(Source: tentabulges, via who-finnick-loves)