I don't care what people think. I fell in love with you. Not people.

I thought so..

I thought so..

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oxelenaxo:

wow yeah basically

true..

oxelenaxo:

wow yeah basically

true..

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You make me nostalgic for a love that hasn’t even happened yet.

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just so you know, there are certain people who were put here to break you.

so you could learn how to pull yourself back together again.

CHECK! :)))

CHECK! :)))

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"if you open up too much, people can fall in and hurt themselves."

- anonymous

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LOL!

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LOL!

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you looked at me with alien eyes and waited for me to tell you what you wanted to hear. instead, i told you the truth.

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today you became a yesterday, when once you were a tomorrow.

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i promised a lot.

but never that i wouldn’t get back up after you knocked me down.

never that my broken remains wouldn’t catch fire. 
never that i wouldn’t burn through the ice and snow one more time.

and you can slam your glaciers into to me, so slowly, and even though they hurt, i will not go numb from the cold, i will not pass out from the pain, i will look up at you and the world and whisper through bloody teeth

“more…”

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there is no heart you can have that another heart will not have a problem with.

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if your star falls down, you will find mine lying beside yours.

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you don’t get to yell at me for being dead, if you’re the one that killed me.

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all i ever wanted you to do was feel this feeling. be this way. exhale the sky. all you ever did was feel different. be away. wash your hands with air. all i love is a feeling. i still feel this way. i cannot breathe. i still forget there’s air out there. i still forget how white hot everything was. i still forget myself. there’s nothing wrong with this. there’s nothing true about this. there’s nothing. you were once everything I felt. you were once everything. you were, once. and if love moves like air, then teach me how to dig my nails into the palm of my hand so i can remember what you once felt like.