gowiththeflow @gowiththflo - Tumblr Blog

I used to muhaha a lot

what happened to that girl?

no crush, no life

Her nights were full of smiles and laugher

Mornings were not lonely when he'd call her.

But he pulled away out of a sudden

And now she's back to her old self

A loner.

I didn't paint my ceiling black.

Yet.

Thinking about him is sad.

Thinking about him means you're not talking. It means you're not in the same room. It means you're missing him.

He lives in your reality only in your mind.

Thinking about him is hard.

How come tumblr can sometimes express my deep deep feelings better than me?

Like when you don't know what to say, but you know a song that describes it perfectly.

Thinking about painting my ceiling black.

Another morning, another wasted opportunity to cuddle with a cat.

I wanna dance! and dance this life so bad.

Discovered any new music lately?

Yes.

Entering my villain era has never before felt so right! The time is now, and the reasons are many...

NF hitting hard these days

I would die if somebody asked me to go stargazing with them.

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Fighting the urge to confess all my feelings to you.

Because I know I can't have you.

Your smiles.

They fill me up with joy and passion, I sometimes think you're here to snatch me,

To take me to sunshinier lands and live our life away from pain.

I imagine your smiles loving me there.

gowiththeflow