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Krystal: the hope i had died with your soul black&white side writing blog

[isnt]

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[serious]

[pearrldusst]

from a collection of songs from past and present

[herphany]

[pearrldusst]

bodies miles apart but our minds are farther

distant

[pearrldusst]

I tell myself that I prefer being alone in order to avoid confronting the fact that no one wants to be with me anyway.

7:14am // Krystal

[maymgm]

Get over it!

[pearrldusst]

“It’s not that I’m unloveable, it’s just that there are better people to love than me.”

— 12:30am // Krystal

[pearrldusst]

bodies miles apart but our minds are farther

distant

[writhe]

imagine like. getting married and then moving into your home together. going to bed bath and beyond. getting a nice toaster. ah, love. one day…..

[bled]

[pearrldusst]

being able to tell one person everything about my life and everything I think about and everything I fear just seems like such a foreign concept

12:29am

[just-six]

“You’re the bruise that won’t heal.”

— six word story // thefalsecontender

[just-six]

“I love him and it hurts.”

— six word story // parchmentaroma

[danger]

[rhapsodic-evanescence]

I want all of you, every version.

I want the you that dances around in only socks on the kitchen floor until you almost slip. I want the you that dances in the rain despite the people yelling at you that you’ll catch a cold. I want the you that bakes way too many cookies at one time just so you can eat extras. I want the you that sings and belts out the high notes when no one else is home. I want the you that messes with your hair until you realize you’re doing it. I want the you that only wants to be hugged and kissed and held. I want the you that hates to admit there’s a love for cheesy movies somewhere in that Netflix watchlist. I want the you that stays up late thinking of things you’d only bring up in really deep 2am conversations. I want the you that laughs uncontrollably until you’re literally on the floor even if it was just over some stupid video. I want the you that points out every dog on the street because of that overwhelming sense of pure excitement. I want the you that has to snap out of a daydream in the middle of the day. I want the you that does crazy poses for the camera even though you know you’ll just laugh later and tell me to delete them. I want the you that you are at your best. But I’ll certainly love the you that you are at your worst. Because I want all of you.

[skeletime]