(Source: fuckyeahsleepingroommate)
queeaheyecandy
And I’m sorry if I haven’t written to you in a while. It’s just that life gets in the way of living. It’s just that my fingers were stuck together. It’s just that all the paper in the world caught fire.
You’ll forgive me if I haven’t written in a while. It’s just that all the envelopes made love to dragonflies and now, we cannot bring them down. It’s just that time stopped ticking. It’s just that all the ink ran clear
My apologies if I haven’t written in a while. It’s just that words ran out of letters (these are the last in the bag). It’s just that language isn’t perfect. It’s just, me.
(Source: geezpeaslouise)
hourglasss
(Source: mickeyandminnie)
boardingspencer-deactivated2012
i miss those, bigger and brutal. bruises and bruised. feeling sore and battered the kind of pain that keeps you going. the kind of pain that makes you feel good. makes you feel alive. (Source: c-h-a-p-s-t-i-c-k)
celestialpantherlyinginwait
so cute. i wanna have one of this too! (Source: snow-cone)
pumpkinkitty666
Remember the happy days you spent together and maybe, just maybe, the memory will live on forever
bookmania
There are times, i feel like i can’t do this anymore. Times like now.
February twenty-third? i don’t think i can face that.
i can still remember the lil conversations we had and i missed that. Can u hear me?i miss talking to you. Right,i’m not okay
I don’t know if this is a sign. I know i’ve never spoke to anyone about this, but every time i have jot it down somewhere in ambiguity it’s like a sign. Something unpleasant happened that does not involve me. Indirectly, it felt like a message. A warning i couldn’t quite comprehend. Just when i’m about ready. :(
We all have secrets we never tell. I have a dream i never breathe a word to anyone ever since. Death silent us.
There are moments that mark your life, moments when you realize nothing will ever be the same. And time is divided into two parts, before this and after this.
Unknown
thingssheloves
When I grew up listening to my favourite bands, I used their songs to get me through any day, whether that be a good day or a bad day, just to see me through. So that’s kind of how I feel about what we’ve written. A lot of times, I write as a reaction to something that’s bothering me, or some question I have, and I think, in a sense, because I try to be an internal optimist, I use a song to ask some of these questions and problems in a positive light, and maybe using the song itself is what pulls me through.
Andrew McMahon (via -pallasathena)(Source: dadakitchenknife)
thingssheloves
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