He looked at me and said "if that's what you wanna do before you die, go for it"
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He looked at me and said "if that's what you wanna do before you die, go for it"
Today’s postcard, from Anonymous
“Until we meet again” by Lisa Si.
I mistook you for an arrow, To launch me to better days. But you were a bullet, And my heart wasn’t seeing straight. I stitch myself, Back together with words, I use a poem, To numb where it hurts. I write my name a thousand times, To forget yours.
Belle Jar (via bellejarpoetry)
Another new one “Satellite”
1. It’s not love if you’re crying your eyes out every single night while he sleeps peacefully next to you. 2. It’s not love if you feel like you must follow all of his commands or he won’t want you. 3. It’s not love if his teasing comments hurt you, instead of making you laugh. 4. It’s not love if you’re the one who always apologizes, even when it’s not your fault. 5. It’s not love if you live in fear that he will walk away if you do things he doesn’t like. 6. It’s not love if you must give up a part of what makes you, you. It’s mental abuse.
Get out as soon as you can. (via aawordthings)
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"Our memories Well, they can be inviting But some are altogether Mighty frightening As we die, both you and I With my head in my hands I sit and cry"
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I plucked all the flowers you planted in my head, And I have stopped picturing your rose petals, Scattered across my bed. I clipped all the butterflies you flew through my mind, And I have deleted our story, I’ve erased every line.
Belle Jar (via bellejarpoetry)
Harley is the most beautiful man ever. I refuse to miss a flume show.
I cried and cried All you can do was look at me and laugh.