March 2011
Something to brighten my day
you called me and told me you were still in love with me.. and would never be able to get over me, maybe only if i moved away. you said everytime you see me in the hallway, you wished i would come and talk to you, and hold your hand and smile.
i wish all those things too.
But, this can’t change anything. There’s no way I’ll let this change a thing. But it does make me so...
February 2011
“All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave...”
– Anatole France (via reluctantbuddha)
“Done looking for the critics ‘cause they’re everywhere. They don’t like my...”
– P!nk (Fucking perfect)
These nights in vans, These nights in bars, Don’t mean a thing with empty hearts, with empty hearts.
I talked to adam for the first time in so long, it was amazing. I shouldn’t love him, but trust me I do.
Random Likes and Dislikes.
Likes:
redoing my room
boys who use correct grammar
locks and keys
pineapples on my pizza
summer rains
shorts and stilettos
christmas lights
my cat
knowing what someone else is thinking
when a boy tells a girl that she’s awesome
Dislikes:
headaches
when my nails grow out
baggy jeans
crying at night
boring commercials
feeling lazy
skinny boys
when it’s cold outside...
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“And both of them remained floating in an empty universe where the only everyday...”
– Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude (via sexbooksandcoffee)
This is only a photograph. But to me it is a photograph of myself and a boy I loved, taken at a moment when I couldn’t have possibly loved anything more than the feeling of being in his arms or his gentle kiss on my nose. And now we are no longer together, torn apart by the thousands of miles between us, or perhaps for other reasons that are too painful to admit. But this photograph still means...
