February 2012
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lovelorn
(adj.) unhappy because of unrequited love.
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go home; nothing's Fair here.
perhaps the reason my soul pleads for silver blades is regret for something that was meant to keep Regret at bay. I made myself vulnerable to a stranger, and received strangeness in return.
never again will I try to play the sweet and brave. It’s beautiful in its best, but Pride & Prejudice lies; I tried the destined romance and my heart’s a mangled mess.
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“People think dreams aren’t real just because they aren’t made of matter, of...”
– Neil Gaiman (via theskepticisafool)
“To be alive at all is to have scars.”
– John Steinbeck, The Winter of our Discontent (via honeyforthehomeless)
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paper in hand
I’m a dreamer. A make-believer. Imagining the impossible is my life-blood.
& my downfall.
sometimes something or someone becomes so important, so intertwined with how I view the world and myself that they fill my dreams. dreams that span the line between reality and imagination are the most addicting kind, because by some chance of fate they could come alive.
i’ve finally found...
To Write Love on Her Arms: Behind The Scenes: You... →
twloha:
Sometimes I feel the way I think you feel right now. I used to feel it pretty often.It felt like all the time. But now, I look back at all the really bad days and I just can’t help but smile at all the great days in between And I know it doesn’t make a difference or make anything better right…
