clocks are so last season, hunyou tuck your heart under your sleeve, under a wristwatch from World War I– the one passed down generation after generation after generation.clocks are so last season, hun
you pretend love doesn't exist; and even if it did, you're immune to the power of emotion. your impeccable knowledge says: love is sundry chemicals in your brain, it can't hurt you because it's imaginary
and you're so damn smart, you didn't even need to look sundry up in the dictionary& you're so damn smart, you didn't even need to look at me to make me fall &#
the ways we destroy ourselves.one.the ways we destroy ourselves.
we were silences stretched out, lingering in the pitter-patter of muffled heartbeats. we were broken glass digging into too-fragile lungs, we were the shaking of the nervous earth beneath our feet. we were bitter unforgiveness and the screams of the world around us, we were empty spaces, we were
everything but beautiful.
two.
happiness is on vacation.
three.
life is a sidewalk, he told me. life is a sidewalk, and regret and pain and tears are the cracks,
and sometimes, he tells me,
Stresssed..
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With love,
*Gir-Gir
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Fly me away,
take me away,
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And sometimes there's a third, even deeper level, and that one is the same as the top surface one. Like with pie.
-Dr. Horrible's Singalong Blog
Your so lovely <3
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I like the words Smashing, Golly, Gosh, Corking,Cracking and Soliloquy.
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where are you now?
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"To really ask is to open the door to the whirlwind. The answer may annihilate the question and the questioner." - Lestat
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we will fold and freeze together far away from here.--
"To really ask is to open the door to the whirlwind. The answer may annihilate the question and the questioner." - Lestat
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we will fold and freeze together far away from here.--
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