December 2011
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Everything's okay, as long as you're inside my...
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This is the moment that you know That you told her that you loved her but you don’t. You touch her skin and then you think That she is beautiful but she don’t mean a thing to me. Yeah, she is beautiful but she don’t mean a thing to me. I spent two weeks in Silverlake The California sun cascading down my face There was a girl with light brown streaks And she was beautiful but she...
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Seeing you last night… When you hugged me, it seemed so simple. Meaningless. Empty. It felt nice to not have the pressure of what we had lingering around. Friendship? Maybe. Eventually.
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Push me up against the wall.
Show me how much you care.
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I understand I made a mistake. I understand I shouldn’t have retaliated… But you allowed me to place my trust in you, you allowed me to place my heart in your hands, and you also allowed me to fall so easily. I wasn’t asking for suspension, I wasn’t asking for a net… All I asked was that you treated me right. And you just let me drop without a thought. So, yes....
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i’ll delete this tomorrow, but… curious of the me that I don’t show in my themes?:) Aka, the pointless, dorky, thoughtful person that resides in my depth? www.temporarybullshit.tumblr.com
Indeed.
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trying again.
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What did thinking ever do for me, to what great place did thinking ever bring...
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via darkcanuck)
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I’m not afraid of your scars. They are a resemblance of a past you cannot escape, a physical representation of pain you endured. They’re a metaphor for the healing you’ve accomplished. They are a part of you, and I think they’re beautiful. You are beautiful. Never feel as if I believe anything different.
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pascifer:
Somehow.. I always know when I’m going to have nightmares… But it’s okay, because I always feel better after I suffer a bit.
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I made the wrong choice.
I see it now, as I talk to you and I try my best to keep myself to myself. I recognize it as I think of you, and I try to keep my thoughts to my thoughts. I experience the regret, and I experience the feeling of frustration you must have felt. I will endure it. I don’t have too much of a choice. But now, like you told me so many days ago, I’m doing everything I can to get your...
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These sharper words that I’ve formed They’re already gone now We’ll be ghosts, it goes that I’ve found And these nights fade together And end our road In your own And own
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I’m honestly just lying here, at one in the morning, thinking of you. And I ache. I ache in my head, in my chest, in my bones. I ache absolutely everywhere and I can’t get down to the reason why. You were so long ago. I thought the fog would clear from my mind and the poison would dissipate.
I hate how my thoughts are never right.
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