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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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The gods envy us. They envy us because we’re mortal, because any moment may be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.
Homer, The Iliad (via blessyourprops)
Is this mere loneliness or regret? I can neither tell nor wish to know.
Roam if you must, but come home when you’ve seen enough.
Atmosphere (via ohfairies)
"My boyfriend of five years moved away to go to university.” (r.i.d)
The Loneliness of Our Light By Katy King
No one had ever told me that it were possible to be this alone; A ghost to haunt friends whose faces I can barely recollect.
You awoke my soul and ignited my life, but as the flames dwindle it is by the glow of coals that the wastelands are revealed. I lost myself in the haze of expectation, the cruelty of fake promises; Dazzling lights and the fog of booze consumed me, but it faded; it always fades in the end.
Post-love, everything is just that bit greyer. Without us, the night is just that bit colder. His arms don’t hold me the way yours did. But it is the greatest tragedy that seeks to smother my last rasp; that our bubble of paradise is burst, the perfection has seeped and shrivelled, toxic to our yearning.
Do not mistake that our little world is lost. It comes alive every night in my wandering dreams, shedding the tears of past happinesses; crystallising our great adventures into a thousand stars to litter the blackness of the unknown.
For every unsteady breath, For every trembling touch, look to the skies my darling, for there, we are eternal.
MY HOMETOWN YO
This shit speaks to me.
THIS omg. I JUST WANT TO BE NUMB
Dignity? What dignity?
Don't text him. Don't text him. Don't text him. FUCKSAKE
Don't text him.
(5 minutes later)
..but... maybe just once won't hurt?
He smiled and all I could think was ‘Oh shit’.
Ten Word Poem #5 via (poemsbysmm)
They’ll grab your waist and whisper in your ear but six months later you’ll find yourself drunk texting them that you miss them and they won’t respond.
GUESS WHO WROTE THIS FUCKERS IT WAS ME (via extrasad)
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