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Beautiful, one of my favourite songs, described by its creator.
You are worthy of forgiveness.
by juan arata
gone
that smile I put on
when you realised I left
will last forever
memory
“Forget me”, you said
like it was an easy task
i can’t forget love
I find myself hinging on your every text
That Last Kiss
I feel like every pair of lips I kiss from now on will never have the same taste, will never have the same chemistry and will never give me the same satisfaction I would have savoured it more if I knew that that last kiss would have been our last.
semi-inspirational poem
roses are red
life may be shit
but find some good booty
and give it a hit
ms
It is very easy to smile when you are sad. You smile because you don’t want anyone to ask what is wrong. If they ask you, then there is a high chance you won’t be able to stop yourself from crying. When I cry my face goes red, my eyes blotchy and I look like a total mess. I never want people to see me cry, ever. So it’s easier for me to smile at people and tell them I’m fine. People don’t want to know about your problems, they only think they do. They’re too busy with their own.
Kayden, [Keeping Long Island] (via itsonlyyforever)
Entry
It’s not easy thinking no matter how much you revise, nothing is going in It’s not easy looking into the mirror and hating everything you see It’s not easy becoming a cliché All the cliché shit such as the fake smiles, the depressing thoughts, the “oh she doesn’t care about you”, the “oh they’d be better off without you”, the “oh he wouldn’t mind if you just disappeared” It’s not easy feeling like your whole world is falling around you and there’s not a single damn thing you can do It’s not easy writing this entry through tearful eyes It’s not easy having nobody to speak to
Update
This is probably going to become a personal blog as well now
adventure
daily quest of love, I disappear in your eyes hand me the map, dear
I'm addicted to making her smile