Some days I’m like..fashion doesn’t matter….some days I’m like. Fashion is all we have

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@epigraphformythoughts
Some days I’m like..fashion doesn’t matter….some days I’m like. Fashion is all we have
“This ecstatic movement with you is love, is love, is love.”
— Chuck Akot, from Collected Poems, Mouvement extatique
“I crave the side of you that you don’t show to anyone else.”
—
“When I say I love you, what I mean is I love that innocent soul I fell in love with. I love the person you where, not the person you have become. I love the naive idea that that person is still in there somewhere, underneath all the pain and the heartbreak, the words that should have been left unsaid, that there you are hiding away with my heart captive in your hands. I loved you once I really fucking did, but how can I learn to love somebody who represents everything I hate? Why did you have to change? I know we both grew up but why did we grow apart and not together? Will I ever get my true love back or will I simply just go on loving someone who doesn’t even exist.”
— it’s late and I miss you M.H
“Your silence was the loudest sound.”
— six word story // queen-c910 (via just-six)
Lately, in the shower I have been thinking more than I have been singing. I think about you.
Daniel C. L. (via apprenticehero)
We had the kind of love people dream about. If only I’d known our dream was a nightmare.
M.H
When you asked me to leave I left. But when I asked you to stay you left anyway.
M.H
i cannot love what’s left of me.
amindmadeofwordsandsilence (via wordsnquotes)
I dare you to burn holes into me; I will bleed love and kindness from all of them, and you will drown in the things you tried to end in me.
Believe it, Eliot Knight (via eli0tknight)
i like to stay up at night because the world feels like it stops for a few hours and you don’t have any responsibilities
You made me feel things a million words couldn’t explain
(via epigraphformythoughts)
And then I realised, I would never be good enough for you, and you had known that all along.
M.H
You set my entire being on fire but refused to burn with me.
13 words n.j. (via ninasdrafts)
I think.. I think i fell in love with you, i fell in love with you the same way i fell in love with the sky. It’s all about discovering what’s behind it. I fell in love with the beauty of your soul. I think i just fell in love with love itself, i fell fucking hard. Just had that in mind. I’m sorry i guess i’m just in need of love, because really i don’t know anything about it. Sorry what I just said made no sense.
by an anon (via danger)
I didn’t fall out of love, I was pushed
M.H
And at the end of the day we’ll always forgive our first love, we’ll forgive them anything, because we ourselves love the naive idea that our first love is our one and only love, our one true love and that it will last forever
I guess I was wrong M.H