January 2012
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gloriacat:
“I will miss your lips and everything attached to them”
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he kept hitting her and hitting her because she was the only woman he had been with that wouldn’t break.
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to preserve my sanity, i will lock myself in a room with nothing but paper and ink and bottles of alcohol. i won’t come out, i won’t eat, i won’t shower, not until write something so magnificent that i bleed.
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i remembered you left me on the concrete floor crying like i was some sort of lost five year old in a busy flee market searching for a familiar face. you didn’t come back looking for me like my mother would have, you didn’t hesitate in driving away, and i could hear the sound of your VW speed off the driveway in rage. 823 days and a half gone to waste, old love.
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Because your mouth tastes like sin; the combination of whiskey and guilt free lies.
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miss you by between the trees
I miss you more...
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“Have you ever experienced a pain so sharp in your heart that it’s all you...”
– chelsea handler
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it was sometime before you past away that i was sitting on my bedroom floor flipping through an old photo album wondering how you ever happened to cross my life. we were kids, riding bikes through the busy city streets, jumping fences of places we weren’t supposed to be in. pulling fire alarms, drawing on walls, spilling baby oil on the classroom floors, and we lied for one another… we...
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domloblaw-deactivated20120419 asked: i got your back.
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I have spent too much time thinking… Just thinking. Letting the intrusive thoughts in my head replay over and over like a broken record. I am still just trying to make a name for myself. I am still trying to convince myself there is nothing wrong with the sound of radio static in my head. That these thoughts are what make me different, but I can’t seem to convince myself. And I...
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I stood there with a knot on my throat, holding back tears and words I wanted to shout out to you but couldn’t seem to let them slip from my tongue. Instead I stood there. I watched you get into your car knowing it would be the last time I would see you. You drove away and I stood there for approximately seven minutes after you had sped off, just hoping that maybe you would turn around to...
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my only swerving by el ten eleven
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{l’ho provato sulla mia pelle}: →
52hearts:
you were a language i was constantly yearning to learn but could never quite catch on, with beautiful sounding words that meant things i could never really understand. you were all of that to me, a series of complicated phrases with apostrophes and accents in places that didn’t seem to fit inside my mouth, didn’t easily roll off my tongue the way i wanted it to, the way i wanted your...
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the woman in my pocket with the creases around her eyelids is barely thirty eight. she tells me i deserve more than what she has been given. you have inherited my illness child but you are not me. don’t walk my footsteps, it’s your turn now.
she believes i will marry someday and all she asks me to marry someone wealthy or someone i really love, no one in between.
she becomes weaker....
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Man, i love my best friend, he's the most amazing...
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sometimes i don’t feel like myself anymore.
this body.
this room.
this heart.
and this brain that cannot possibly function when you aren’t around.
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i need some music recommendations
or if you want to make me a playlist, feel free.
anyone?
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the butterfly inside me flapped it’s wings until the very last day.
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uneasy conversations with old friends
friend: what would happen if he comes back?
me: i don't know, i haven't thought that far.
friend: would you try and give it another chance?
me: i don't think so, him coming back would ruin everything.
friend: why? because deep down you still love him?
me: no, because i don't. because i don't know what i feel for someone who has been absent from my life for so many years.
friend: and if it turns out that those feelings are still there?
me: it's better to not even discuss this, it doesn't matter anymore.
friend: but if he were to come back and wanted to be with you, and still wanted to marry you like the two of you were supposed to, would you do it?
me: you're speaking nonsense.
friend: i think you're just scared of the possibility of him returning because you're afraid to find out you're still in love with him.
me: you don't know a thing about what happened between us.
friend: i know enough to know you still care.
me: bullshit.
both: *laugh*
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Writers issues.
shannannon:
When you create a character that’s been through so much, that you end up crying the whole time You write about them.
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why don’t you come around anymore he asked. almost convincing me that he missed me, that he wanted to see me, or even cared slightly that i had drifted and no longer cared to spend time with him. in my head i only replayed moments where he’d spend hours playing video games while i hoped he would have something more important to say or do with me. moments where i would talk and he...
