June 2012
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erudess:
Your smile is sweeter than the taste of vanilla, darling. The way a crease forms in your cheek when you smile, the way your eyes project an amalgamation of different colours to justify such a happy, timeless expression. I desire your mix of emotions to remain a collage of those expressions for eternity. You are too deserving of happiness, you know.
“the day after you stole my heart everything i touched told me it would be better...”
– Arctic Monkeys (via yourcerebellum)
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I’m in so much nostalgic pain right now. I’m graduating in a few hours. Can I stop growing up?
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Konfession with a Kay: supremepeniskingsam: I hate... →
supremepeniskingsam:
I hate these random moments of depression i get when i sit in silence for too long. Its like the silence makes me think and i do not want to think. I want to be like most people, clueless. Because being clueless lets you believe whatever you want and that way you can be…
I told him everything that weighed my heart down. It seems as if the weight became more and more unbearable as time passed. He listened but I don’t think he really understood how painful it’s been to carry such an emotional burden.
I just wanted his time and attention. Not much to give, right? I’ve been tolerant and repetitive with my unfulfilled needs. I’ve given so much...
It’s funny to think back to all the times I wanted to give up. In that moment, throwing in the towel seems like best solution and maybe even a threatening ultimatum might do turn things around. Upon reflecting, you begin to realize why you tried in the first place. The root of the problem always seems to be the answer.
And maybe that’s why I have yet to surrender. There’s...
I have this incredibly strange craving to play a game of Jenga.
“You get depressed because you know that you’re not what you should be.”
– Marilyn Manson (via savasana)
kayture:
I really need you.. I hope you understand that.
May 2012
invinciblexinfinite:
You determine your own happiness.
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wolvesandclaws:
Basically I’m tired of feeling sick and tired.
yourcerebellum:
I still don’t know that much about myself, but I know one thing is for sure and it’s that I can’t keep still until I feel that I’m safe.
Watchay-drian:
HAHAHAHHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
gioespinuevaa:
I’m not going to be anyone’s friend when this line comes out besides the few people that have checked up on me. That’s like 2 people haha. Darian Patterson and Mariel Cornel.
Who the hell are you? HAHAH. Hollaa city asqualla.
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Leave it up to my teammates to make my day.
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hanthelion:
Have you ever been so exhausted from being around everyone to the point where all you want to do is curl up in your bed in the clothes you want to wear and close your eyes to your favorite songs. Sometimes loneliness is bliss.
Have faith.
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I’m so over social networking.
It abuses my expectations and fuels disappointments of what reality really is. My perception of things have changed so much and suggests that the fragile intangibles are necessary to be happy; that love and sex is what we must pursue because that is our sole purpose in life. I’m tired of the internet always having to set a standard for the way we live...
“The only failure is in not trying.”
– Anthony Lee
I want so much more.
“I closed my mouth and spoke to you in a hundred silent ways.”
– Rumi (via luzdebosque)
“Watch how people treat themselves… for they can be no more to you than they are...”
– Dr. D’elve Je Veux III (via lucifelle)
“Our notions about happiness entrap us. We forget that they are just ideas. Our...”
– Thich Nhat Hanh (via wehaveoneworld)
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The woman at the help desk wasn’t available and the machine wouldn’t take my card so I had no option but to somehow sneak onto the train. I lacked the cash necessary as well and I’d be adding onto my debt if I pulled from my friends.
After walking aimlessly throughout the train, ‘pretending’ to find seats, we eventually got stopped by a conductor who asked for the...
yourcerebellum:
I’d kiss your lips again.
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cunt-prodigy:
There was a time when I prayed for you every night. That the pain would subside and air could get into your lungs. That your blood would stay pure and your spirits wouldn’t shatter. There was a time.
It’s not that time anymore.