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kelly's the name, tumblr's the game. The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion This one moment when you know you're not a sad story, you are alive. And in this moment, I swear, we are infinite. she asked why wedding rings are made of gold; i ventured this to instruct her; why, madam, love and lightening are the same, on earth they glance, from heaven they came. love is the soul's electric flame, and gold its best conductor. † She prays the rosary for her broken mind †

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one day, this will all make sense. one day, everything won't be so intense. i hope you remember that there's always a another chance. i hope you remember even if there is no music, you must keep up with the dance.

You left a haunting in my bones; my soul dances with your ghost to a song that never ends. You left a haunting in my heart; you told me, "never will we part." You left a haunting in my head; the memories of us, I can't seem to shed. Your presence lingers all around me. Why can't you just let me be?

He swings, I dodge. I catch a glimpse of his eyes. That's not him. That look... It's doesn't have his twinkle. I justify his actions. Convincing myself that something was possessing him, that this body could not possibly be the same person. Loving, kind, caring. Angry, rash, impulsive. All words that define him. But surely, this man was not him. It couldn't be. Panting, heart racing, wondering what will unfold for us as the events carry out. He grabs my wrist, gives it a twist. Suddenly, I'm facing him and he pulls me closer. Putting his hands through my hair and grabbing my head. He kisses me. Surely, he loves me. He didn't mean it.

you

you were the worst drug, that I have ever been addicted to.

it was all an illusion

you pulled me in when you knew you couldn’t hold me.

it was all an illusion

you let me love you when you knew you couldn’t love me.

it was all an illusion

you promised my dreams when you knew you were my nightmare.

it was all an illusion

you healed me when you knew you would hurt me.

why?

he was my stability, but you pulled me into your uncertainty.

addicted to the pleasure, as much as the pain.

broken heart, full of joy.

full heart, emptied by pain.

i had the world beneath my feet...and I still jumped into the abyss of uncertainty.

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“No, you’re not wrong to expect a love that respects and values you for the person you are. You’re wrong to expect anything less.”

— JmStorm (via thoughtkick)

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I was tired of surviving. My heart had outgrown me. It wanted too much love,

too much sadness, too many arrows and glasses of wine.

— Traci Brimhall, from “Dear Thanatos,” Come the Slumberless To the Land of Nod

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you don’t know me.

i’m strong but fragile. I hold strong beliefs but I am open-minded. I’m an introvert but I love being around people. I’m shy but talkative. I could be having a bad day but still smiling or laughing my obnoxious laugh. I spoil myself but I am poor. I am doubtful but confident. I am intelligent but make stupid decisions.

being a walking contradiction, I don’t expect you to understand or know me. I just demand your respect for being imperfectly perfect in being myself.

yes, I gravitate towards people whose lives are an absolute mess. but that’s because I need to be needed. I need to help every person that I possibly can. It’s my life’s mission. I won’t have a family of my own one day. I will not have a husband; no kids either. I will be married to society in a productive manner. the thing is, people are always going to try controlling you or making you want as they want.

but don’t try to tell me what I want or need. because it isn’t you. i need me.