I used to wish for the life I have now, I just never expected to get it
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I used to wish for the life I have now, I just never expected to get it
Because I fell in love with you, I fell in love with life
Sonder : the realisation that each person is living a life as vivid and complex as your own.
But..Do you want to love me?
The nights belong to sin Dwelling on vintage Splashing one another Splashing color on black and white They ran their claws behind their backs Creating the beast Rescue yourselves from you The beast you mold The monsters you’ve created Save yourselves from you The beast you mold The monsters you’ve created Decipher in being distinctive Yet destroying another hostage In the arms of a thief They blew out the candles In the arms of a beast They blew out the candles
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My Aunty had the most beautiful garden I had ever seen, she spent so much time and love on it, she would plant heaps of flowers for the butterflies and bees to come and enjoy, she fucking loved bees. She died 7 years ago, I never got the chance to tell her I’m became a beekeeper, she doesn’t know and I never get to tell her, I hope she would be proud of me that I get to go to work everyday and look after the little creatures she adored so much.
If your younger self warned you, would you have listened?
I don’t know how to explain it, but I just have so much love to give. So much so that it suffocates or scares the people around me. It makes me feel so resentful and angry that I feel like I can’t safely give my love to anyone anymore.
It was pitch black, rain fall hard around us, I feel like we both wanted to say something but neither of us spoke up, just standing in silence. I sighed “I would give you a hug right now, but I can’t seem to see where you are” I spoke softly. All of a sudden, I felt his hands hold mine and softly guided them to his waist, allowing me to hug him if I wanted.
I wanted to say I understood why you treated me how you did, I wanted to forgive and forget everything that happened between us. But you don’t deserve that, you don’t deserve anymore of my time.
Because I was good enough, it was you who made me believe I wasn’t.
-fuck you.
It took me a while to finally understand that I still miss you. I still miss the long nights, the endless conversations, the love and affection. I still miss all that and more without feeling guilty about it. Because although I miss you, I know better now.
There’s a version of us that survived somewhere…right????
“You think out of millions of people on this plant, I’d choose you? Are you fucking delusional?!?” He snarls.
“I’d choose you”
“because I can tell you right now, you’re fucking insan-” his words stopped as fast as they spewed out, his dull eyes stared at her in shock. Not being able to bare it any longer she looked away, she should of kept it to herself, but she chose not to.
“You’d what..?” He spoke so softly as though his voice would break her even more.
“I’d choose you.”
💔💔💔
You’re always going to feel a little bit like home to me, no matter how temporary we were or how badly it lit into flames. It was still beautiful and I’m so thankful that I got to call so many hearts my home.
Your posts are deep. Btw autumn or rainfall?
That’s a hard question, I love walking around in autumn while the trees change colour and their leaves fall off, but there is something so beautiful about hearing the rain on the roof of a house, cozied up in a blanket
-Best friends are like the glue that sticks all the pieces back together, someone who loves you no matter what. A best friend is always there for you…so how did it come to this? -
13yrs I have known her, 13yrs I have called her my best friend. Now I’m standing here in shock looking into a barrel of a gun, with her now evil smile looking at me. She chuckled, “any last words?” I had a million, mostly questions like why? How? What happened? But they all seemed to fade when I stared into her eyes. There was no care or love in them like once before and I think that’s what made me sad the most.
With tears dripping down my face, I nodded, she tightened her grip on the gun and motioned for me to continue. I took a deep breath in, knowing it could well be my last, “I don’t understand why you would do this, but it’s been a good time while it lasted my friend, thank you for being here for me. If I was given the chance to live my life a second time I would still have chosen to be you friend even if only death awaited me. Till I see you again my friend, I love you” I closed my eyes not wanting her to see the life leave them and with a sudden sound, it all went black.