and i wanted you guys to knownote me for the username if you`re really interested,
[which i highly doubt. i`ve been inactive as haylll!]
and feel free to ask me a random question.
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yeah, alrightalright.this isn`t about the sound of your heart or the way wind chimes sound so fucking pretty during a thunderstorm, and i know i don`t make sense but that`s because my subconscious is talking and you know what? i don`t fucking understand myself either. but this isn`t about me. and this isn`t about you. andyeah, alrightalright.
i think it`s snowing in the middle of july, because we`re such a world of opposites.
and i find that oddly poetic.
i want to tell you what`s hidden underneath this skin, to stop lying to you in ways that shall remain anonymous simply because i am jumping from star to star. moon to moon. but not planet to pl
by ~lovestruck-x
that is what i know.little natalie was four years old, and already you could set a firework-reaction in her. the things that went through her eyes baked in her head; the things that went through her heart will not be viewable ten years later. broken glass on the garage floor. smeared tears on the mother`s nose. father doesn`t know what the fuck he`s doing. or does he?that is what i know.
little natalie was four years old, and she brings her misunderstanding to school. no answers there. all questions here. teachers think she`s a screwed up kid, you can tell by the way they raise an eyebrow at her. she doesn`t know what she`s doing wrong; heck, she doesn`t even know that
by ~lovestruck-x
splitting at the fork.hello, can i tell you a secret? it takes slightly longer tosplitting at the fork.
look in the mirror and confirm that
there are no electric firefly wings, but i`d rather save myself from the blood and sweat, and my hands still reach out aimlessly when i
wake from a nightmare.
hello, do you know who i am? i don`t always spend my time
creating ways to say "i love you", and i like to give names to grass blades and thunderstorms and the little ladybugs that we ignore with both ears, and
is that alright with you?
hello, what time is it? i stare out
the wi
by ~lovestruck-x
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static hearts cant be packagedtake one. i guess i should have always known i was kind ofstatic hearts cant be packaged
a natural disaster. maybe you are florida, (i hear it never rains there) but i am manila, or
new orleans. you compared my tears to drizzles
and hurricanes, or floods, because you've never
really been that creative. i told you, your eyes are like perfect green fields, and dont you ever cry because they get just enough water the way they are.
i guess my hands are earthquakes, i could never
stop the tremor. i guess my stomach is a tornado, my body is a
lightning storm and my eyes are tsunamis. &nbs
by ~lovephysics
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Happy belated birthday hun!!
Hope it was a good one :]!!
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You stole my heart, but that's okay: I have another one at home in the fridge.
eat tons of cake <3
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let's play a game called you pretend i am an actual poet
i might be too far away to receive it, though
<3
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i make them good girls go bad !
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raphael does photography, too!
for favs or watches, but you seem like a cool girl,
so thanks
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