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She denies it, but truth is, she’s falling in love with him.
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Are you ever just in one of those ‘throw me on a bed and call me your little slut’ kinda moods?
Written for Alexa Chung by Alex Turner.
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He’d never smile for a picture, for he knew that the moment was fleeting, never to be remembered. What he didn’t realize was that I’d never forget his face, that I would always remember the look in his eyes.
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Till death do us part and in afterlife, your love is my salvation.
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I love you way more than I should, but less than I really want to.
unconventionalbuthappy (via wnq-writers)
Look, I don’t hate you. I don’t even not like you. I’m just done. Done with the hurt. Done with the waiting. Done with the wanting, the needing. No, I don’t hate you, I’m just done with you.
wordsbyt (via wnq-writers)
Please keep fighting because I promise that the feeling of surviving is worth all of the pain.
universes-plan (via wnq-writers)
You can’t fight for what’s gone So fight for what’s going on
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I would always laugh and look away, trying to convince you I wasn’t in love with you, but all it took was one look and everybody knew.
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I feel things so deeply, I could feel things start to shatter in me when I’m sad. There’s glass everywhere.
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