Never look back.

Dreamer. Writer. Can Never Be Happier.

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[aryanitee-blog]

The Love's Disguise

That high feeling he'll always make you feel Don't you have doubts if that's even real? We can be blinded by a wink or two Thinking all these things must have been true. You'll wake up one day feeling empty Realizing how everything was done so crafty All the lies he did not mean to All those just because you've been fooled, too.

[aryanitee-blog]

I used to reminisce the good times Until you put out the kindling flame I used to go over the past The part where I thought you'd be mine I fell in love, my mistake Never knew the things that you could break You seemed to be the one I guess you're just like everyone I thought you were my cure Certain things just felt so sure That it'd keep my hopes so high And now I'm in pieces.

[realizes]

[picsandquotes]

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Yes, I dream of many things, she said, and the thought of your hand between my legs is just one of them. Now shut up and kiss me.

Michael Faudet    (via discolor3d)

[aryanitee-blog]

We danced through the night We loved and laughed As the sun starts to set Between my thighs you made me wet We are creatures of the night Whispering softly before daylight Two souls start to be combined Laying on these sheets intertwined Kissed me torridly I loved that bit As your lips travel on You made me your own The coming nights were hot But suddenly we are not Has the flame been extinguished? Lust and love are no longer distinguished I pulled you closer You inched away The nights grew colder With the flame you took away.

[aryanitee-blog]

Just when you thought you found a new beginning It's the very same moment you lost its meaning Love, a cruelty that's lurking Better be mindful of the thing that seems to be working You used to write in a minute or two But it hurts too much the words may crack by themselves Tears fell down from every stroke Realizing that on you is the life's biggest joke. And then you were about to be fine You looked up and saw that silver line Hope starts to swell from within As a new fire was set to begin But life is a cycle, an endless one The heat went cold before it's gone Things did end before they're done Now you are left with none.

[aryanitee-blog]

There will always be someone Who'd touch your soul without touching you Someone who sees you as an open book When you have not even told him any. There's someone out there Who'd push you to the things you always wanted Grants your wish which was never granted Even if you gave him no hint of what it is But don't fall a victim in this game For in this world there's nothing true that has no name Words are instruments of deceit Might as well not end in your defeat.

[aryanitee-blog]

I dreamt of you this afternoon You are supposedly just one of them guys Who I must forget. And then I have a friend at the scene A good ol' stranger who knows how it feels He looked at me and nod As you put your arm around her shoulders I turned my back to no longer witness The way you look at her, that's how you looked at me before Even in dreams I can see Yes, that's the way you looked at me.

[psych-facts]

Smile so the tears don’t show, laugh like you don’t hurt at all. Fake it so he will never know, that you still haven’t let him go.

(via psych-facts)

[aryanitee-blog]

You think I'm fine, you sure know the answer We celebrated the moment in a day Next thing I know you are nowhere but away I miss your voice, the one that sends me high For when you speak I have so much in mind Which of the things you told me are real? Because you induced in me some kind of feeling.

[aryanitee-blog]

You made me dwell on your make-believes In less than 48 hours what you did was leave How dare you do such a thing After unravelling the beast you found in me.

[aryanitee-blog]

It's not love. It's... It's just that you find me interesting.

[ishanijasmin]

By the time we fall asleep tonight, someone’s fingers had better smell like the insides of my upper thighs. I don’t care whose, but I’d rather yours than mine. When my parents are down south, they take me out to dinner. I don’t talk about this. They drive me to my old bedroom. I sleep in the car because I am scared to talk, and I pretend to be asleep for a second too long as we pull into the dark garage, hoping that someone will pick up my adult body and put it away. Lately I’ve been taking extra pleasure in small books and baby boomers telling me that the music I listen to has no soul. They tell me my dress is too short, too but I’m out of my depth with anything below my fingertips.I pick up a plastic bag full of banana peel and get on my train. I knit together words and pretend there’s a knack to this. My teachers all think I’m made of gold, but I drink to get drunk just like everyone else. I think the difference might be that I plan to drink five days in advance.

i’m tired, but i’ve probably been worse | ishani jasmin (via ishanijasmin)

[aryanitee-blog]

Desperation is a sickness Even love can't cure You think you are fine You know you are not.

[aryanitee-blog]

I envy people who are being productive - those who stay up late fiddling with their computers, highlighting sections of the book or mapping out the universe and trying to fill in the gap they'll find. I try to feel motivated but it is just not there. I only pity my self for not being one of their kind. What is worse with me is my logical reasoning. Yes, I claim it. It is logical. Well, I don't do what they do because I value my health. My high school teacher told us that we should put the state of our health above all. What's in your grade when after school your body is giving up? Health is wealth, as cliché as it sounds believe it is true. What's a good grade when you cannot enjoy a good night's sleep? It can be the other way around but you know, grades are arbitrary numbers. Health is infinite. I guess I'll be productive in my own time. I just have to make sure that my own time will meet allmy deadlines.