December 2010
Instead of kisses,
I wanna understand where your love comes from and the measures of “evenly” distribution.
Dec 31st
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don't hold me responsible.
i’ll take my chance, alone in the big bad world.
Dec 31st
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Dec 31st
Keep playing these games.
She dissolves into tears, and resenment. It was finally all out of her system.
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“I told you we was beautiful.”
– Dom Kennedy.
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“I told you we was beautiful.”
– Dom Kennedy.
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Dec 29th
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On my first day back.
When I’m with him. It doesn’t feel like a dream, but it doesn’t feel real. If there was like a in betweeen. Not like a day dream or a fantasy. Just a plain and simple, ” In between. “ Thats where you’ll find me. And he said where you find me, you find him. So thats where you find us.
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aarieeloves:  I [still] love walking into a room and seeing you there
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Dia Treinta. Don't agree with me, argue with me...
Last argument I had was between me and my brother, I kept touching him with my toes, cause i wanted him to see how cute they came out. So we arguedd. Bam.
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Trailing.
I don’t think our minds are capable of processing what we’ll leave behind, until after we have left it.
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“could be an organ donor the way i give up my heart”
– benjamin andre (via johnfrancis)
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gotsally: Merry Christmas
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Only a few things remain of her.
Because of him, A forever bruised heart. A numb mind and sometimes a numb soul. And the ability to never show her feelings. My trust is sprained, and you don’t give a fuck. So what do I needa do now ? They are what remains of me. When I move away from me.
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