#icantthink

[moonflower29]

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[the-words-of-amora-blog]

The wind breathes accross my body

Long hairs drift accross my face

I close my eyes and breathe

Try and stop my racing mind

But alas!

I can’t

I can’t stop

I can’t think

I can’t relax

Just breathe

I wish I Just could.

- Amora (6/10/16)

[linogram]

✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ✦ ✧ ✦ ✧

[niyube]

Everytime it crosses my mind I’m blushing so hard I can barely breathe

[tumblingloft]

Me with a hangover.

- Can't think - Grumpy - Drinks coffee half cream

[shadyofayxx]

W-what are you doing, brain?

Okay, okay. So, I like to think that I am a pretty smart person, right? So anyways, I was getting pizza with my friend and we got two “Hot-n-Ready” Pizza’s to go.  When I pulled up to the window to pay for it, I noticed that the pizza was already on the counter, ready to go.   Me: It’s ready already? My friend: Y-yeah...it’s “Hot-n-Ready...” Me: ...  Me: Oh. 

[hu-is-me]

Favourite flower

Him: so what flower do you like?

Me: i prefer rose.

Him: i prefer tulips.

Me: oh really? Why?

Him: because we make the best twolips. {notice the pun}

Me:.... *scoots away*

-on a pot a plant day-

Me: heyooo

Him: hey!

Me and him: TADA! *takes out favourite flower out simultaneously *

Him: tulips?

Me: roses?

Friend: AND THEN YOU KISS. *pushed the two of us closer in*

Me and him: *tries to resist*

[jimmehmac-blog]

Don’t hesitate.

... I feel like I’m drowning... can’t breath,.... can’t get ahead,.... I know more than you think.... but it doesn't matter, unless you hand me your hand. 

A plunge of hope from a rising sky. Just teetering on the edge, looking for a promising sign. As I leap forward, only to be caught in a painful snag. Dangling 14,000 feet above my Earth, I can see the heavens and hell. The agonizing pain and anticipation of hope keep my anxious body from falling. How much pain until I release my hand and fall back to Earth? How much love and dedication to fight for the flight? Do I pull my lifeline from this accelerating fall? Or trust the one, that doesn't know me at all. I panic, I swell, and move like the ocean. The seas indistinguishable from so high above, why does it matter, as long as they can catch you. As I fall from so altitude in which you brought me too, I pray you can recover what may be left of me, and I hope it’s enough for you.