I'm almost never angry but all the hurt I've bottled inside me make me look like I'm someone with rage.
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I'm almost never angry but all the hurt I've bottled inside me make me look like I'm someone with rage.
Dear Taylor,
I've listened to you put love into words for years and I believed those words with you as well. Now that all your words have finally found their destined meaning my heart is so full of happiness for you.
Dear Taylor,
I've listened to you put love into words for years and I believed those words with you as well. Now that all your words have finally found their destined meaning my heart is so full of happiness for you.
And I break, no, not because I'm weak that has never been me. I break because I care and this gives them the power to make me suffer, to hurt me, to make me feel my worse.
Apart from the fact that You're the prettiest person I've ever seen, you also speak so pretty, laugh so pretty, argue so pretty actually you overall exist so pretty.
I find poetry in him. The way he smiles so shy, you can literally see his lashes falling on his cheeks. It's like He's just made of soft rhymes and pretty pink skies.
Our childhood home holds the memories of our relationship better than we do.
All my heartbreaks belong to my home.
Sometimes you don't even hate the person, it's the fact that you loved them more than they could ever love you.
We could’ve been so many things, yet we end up being nothing.
And no one would believe but I was never an angry child, I was just lost, misunderstood amd frustrated.
"I wish I could just give up, but I don’t know what it is inside me that just won’t let me go."
It's so ironic that I always crave to be at home and at the same time feels like running away whenever I'm at home.
I wish I could escape my younger self from that mess of a childhood.
"You would never know him like I do"
"Good because I'd rather learn him differently"
I didn't realize since when I became the angry adults I always hated.
Being a girl is a spectrum between wanting someone like your father and hating yourself because You're like your father.