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I believe we are all poets at heart. We just have to go through something that will compel us to put our thoughts into words
3 am thoughts (via suspend)
you left anyway. i wasnât into you at the beginning. you know that. but eventually you made me look at you with new eyes. and i fell. i was so young and innocent, my heart was big and my soul was pure. you touched me with dirty hands like i was just another victim. how could you do that for someone who would die for you? how could you change my mind about how life is beautiful and leave with no remorse? you made me fall just so you could break another heart. you were never intentioned to stay but you made me believe i was the one you wanted to spend your life with. and i did. i believed in you. i believed in every single word that came out of your mouth. i didnât know people could lie so easily without feeling guilty. but i know now. and i honestly hope you really fall in love for once. and i hope they break your heart in one million pieces so you can never put it together. i hope you lose your purpose in life and never find it again. you turned me into this heartless monster and i want you to suffer like i did. because you didnât care. you left anyway.
(via artwriting)
Before you walk away, thereâs one more thing I want to say, Our brains are sick but thatâs okay.
Fake You Out//twenty one pilots (via lyricsbook)
Eventually, I started going to sleep tired and I started waking up tired and I wasnât sure how that was supposed to work.
paletemptations (via wnq-writers)
It keeps me up at night.
(via ephemeralology)
Donât leave me alone at night with my thoughts.
this velvet sky makes it hard to breathe, scribblingaway (via wnq-writers)
âYou taught me a lot about love, even if you could not give it to me.â
the universe whispers âdonât fall in love with a dead manâ and you can only reply âtoo lateâ because youâve fallen for his goodness, his righteous and heâs after the safety of the helpless darling, youâve got blood on your hands already but heâs managed to avoid being stabbed and the universe enjoys some light but not for long and you know that this ends with one of you falling so the stories say donât fall in love with a good man but you never stood a chance
Unfinished Stories #617 by Abby S (via fireandsteelofangels)
"You ever miss the past? Being young and innocent, the only care in the world being what cartoon is on today. Being naive enough to think youâd grow up and always be happy and never worry about a damn thing. Watching all the adults in your life, thinking they were perfect, that theyâd never go away."
yeah, I do too. (l.p.)
I donât love you because I think youâre perfect, Iâm not that naive. I know no one is perfect, but youâve become perfection in my eyes because of how much my love for you has grown. Itâs growing even still.
-K.N.B. (via learningtoliveagain7896)
I donât talk to you anymore, because I keep telling myself that if you wanted to speak to me, you would.
Wordsbymymind (via wordsbymymind)
Itâs so magical to think just how many stories live in these pages
what i like about her is that she blooms whether you water her or not. whether you give her light or not. she exists without your existence.
iambrillyant (via wnq-writers)
âwhatâs it like to love another person?â
âitâs like watching a volcano erupt, beauty and destruction all at once.â
I crave your legs intertwined with mine, I crave nothing but you, in the most simplest of ways.
(via wonderfulsenses)