Where do lonely hearts go?

"I’m quirky, silly, blunt, and broken. My days are sometimes too dark, and my nights are sometimes too long. I often trip over my own securities. I require attention, long for passion, and wish to be desired. I use music to speak when words fail me, even though words are as important to me as the air I breathe. I love hard and with all that I have…and even with my faults, I am worth loving." -Danu Grayson I don't give up easily, I fight for want I want.. It takes a lot for me to actually give up on something or someone. I can’t just throw away all the hard work and time I put into it. I can’t just give up because times are hard, especially if that person means so much to me. I keep fighting for what I want until I can’t fight anymore, until giving up is the only option left....

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You hate me but I love you

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Invisible scars take longest to heal

Six Word Stories

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I almost believed that I mattered.

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What the hell happened to us?

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Pride and stubbornness don’t make for great poems, so I turn us into star-crossed lovers, beautifully broken creatures, doomed soulmates with a possibility ofone day, a reunion, in our cafe as our song plays and raindrops race down windowpanes. The thing is- we never had a cafe, or a song, or time to count raindrops, we had a handful of perfect moments: we had lust, that never grew into love.

m.v., I needed us to be a love poem

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I asked you to tell me about her and you asked me what I wanted to know and that’s when I knew you didn’t really love her. Because if you loved her then you would’ve told me about how her eyes light up when she laughs and she bites her lip when she’s sad. You would’ve told me about the way her teeth remind you of those glow-in-the-dark stars you stuck on your ceiling when you were little and the way her voice wraps around your bones and keeps you from shaking. You would’ve told me about the tips of her fingers and the way sunshine pours from her mouth. You would’ve told me about how she even looks pretty when she cries and the way she hides behind her hair. You would’ve told me about the way you want to live inside her ribcage and fall asleep in the crook of her neck. You would’ve told me that she tastes like the entire galaxy and she speaks in poetry. You would’ve told me that the sound of her breath while she sleeps is your new favorite song. You would’ve told me about how she’s in your blood and the way she’s got so much love in her veins that if you cut her open, you swear flowers would grow from inside of her. You would’ve told me about the way you love her, like I love you.

I heard you got a new girlfriend 

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Alex Turner, “It’s Hard to Get Around the Wind”