Baby, I don’t think it’s going to work between us. I’m so fucking sorry.
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Baby, I don’t think it’s going to work between us. I’m so fucking sorry.
(via everylittlepieceofyou)
forgive me.
when do we start? whenever you want– baby, I was born from the ashes of my regrets a collection of apologies consistently directing my vision to when the world didn’t start with I am and end with sorry I just want to be able to look at myself and not see you crying for every promise I’ve broken, we both got a new scar and though I have the habits to match my inconsistencies, I’ll still say– I love you and if I don’t open my eyes before the sun returns, know that I’ll be mourned where we last kissed I’ll be the echo that only speaks in silence I’ll be your metaphors past midnight when sleeping doesn’t feel right leaving should never be easy, but this time I didn’t look back because if I did, I’d just find your presence to be missing from the present & that’s a gift I can’t accept I’ve been trying to breathe from sunset to sunrise and maybe that’s all I can be– for you if we are surrounded by the truth, then explain the blue of the ocean to me– so much sadness comes from a place I can’t see when will your hands match the gentle of your words? if we don’t return from this– just know that a part of me wants your forgiveness even if we’re just two strangers trying to forget about how much true love hurts
Tonight I lay defeated, Less drunk but more alone, I’m tired of shedding lonely tears In this place I called our home.
Me (JNH). I need. You. (via shatteredjuveniledays)
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Your warm hands on my neck I know it’s the pastel pill Your breathe, burning as you speak I am sure it’s the pastel pill Those ocean eyes looked at mine Deeply, I stared back Oh, it was the pastel pill Fingers of yours traced my lips Gently pulled me, bitter and sweet pleasure Pastel pill, pastel pill “Is it too late, my love?” You exhaled the words I can taste that pastel pill On your mouth, with your words, and in my chest Ha, I took that pastel pill For you are my drug And we are running out of pill.
her (MIS), pill (via shatteredjuveniledays)
m i l k y w a y.
Struggle.
What matters most is that; it doesn’t feel weird, it doesn’t feel awkward.
It doesn’t feel like two strangers who’ve just met.
It feels like two long lost lovers; finally sees each other again.
It feels like being touched in places only he knows where and how to touch.
It feels like waiting for something for so long, but then it came and it feels overwhelming.
It feels like it’s worth the wait.
It feels like you’ve been studying, and the result is beyond your expectation.
It feels like finally crying, after holding back the tears for too long.
It feels like a bursting laugh that’s finally out of your mouth.
It feels like getting a glimpse of sunlight, after a very long winter.
It feels like going on an exhausting hike; but the view is always worth the struggle.
I still search for you in crowds, In empty fields and soaring clouds In city lights and passing cars On winding roads and wishing stars
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Happy 112th birthday, Walter Elias Disney!
Thank you for being my lifelong idol, my greatest inspiration, and my forever hero. You are truly one of the biggest reasons for my happiness. Even after your life ended, your dreams and inspirations carried on through your legacy, allowing everyone’s life to be touched by the magic of Disney, no matter how old they are. You have given everyone a reason to believe in love, hopes, and dreams. Thank you for starting everything with a mouse.
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