January 2011
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I am trying to stem the bleeding in your heart, the tears in your eyes that will not fall but remain there with a stubbornness not unfamiliar to me, instead of spilling out to cut holes in your skin, tears sharper than the edge of the knife slicing into your back. You love her and all you want is to be happy with her but how can that be when she constantly leaves you in a state of heartbreak? You...
Waiting for some magic: 21 Days Later →
sxpphire:
I DON’T BELIEVE IN LOVE [Jan. 2nd, 2008, 05:45 pm]
“I don’t think it’s fair. The way things have passed and the way they were dealt with.. I don’t think it’s fair. That it was okay that all the things you did were absolutely, totally, completely morally fallacious and completely wrong on all accounts, and yet, they were okay, because they were Just Mistakes. Because everything...
“It is a curious thought, but it is only when you see people looking ridiculous...”
– An Autobiography by Agatha Christie (via thechocolatebrigade)
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I am constantly reading archives. And not even just on my own journal, but others as well. It’s not that I don’t have a life, am a total stalker or curious about what happened in the person’s life. Most of the time, I don’t even care. But reading archives remind me that people write to hold on to a certain feeling, to remember it, pen it down, give them memories to look...
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I never really thought the weather had an effect on your mood. But it’s really difficult not to be pensive when it rains 90% of the day, and you’re cooped up at home, and thoughts are swirling around your head and you get to thinking why did this happen and that and who and what and why am I never good enough and will you always feel this way about me and how and where do we go from...
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“It hardly seems possible … yet somehow is. It’s like being a ghost. It’s being here in front of you and having you look right through me. And my heart is broken. I can’t stop it. I can’t heal it. I just bleed. And bleed. And bleed. And bleed. And when it stops, I’m not me anymore. I’m just vapour, and useless love.”
That was something I wrote...
crackedperfectedimages asked: I just thought you'd like to know that you are the reason I joined tumblr, and I pretty much love everything you write. : )
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