My world belongs to my enemiesWhy do I feel so exhausted? As if someone took a spindle and thread across it all of my pain. My days are tiresome. My stress inevitable. I remember being happy. Running in circles around meadows and forests, during nights that ended too fast. Friends flying past you with wide smiles spread across their faces. Where did those days go? I see people around me enjoying themselves. Dazed upon their happiness and anxious for the days to come.My world belongs to my enemies
Their days are just waiting to happen. So why do mine feel numbered? Someone once told me that everyone deserved a chance at happiness. If everyone deserves it, then why do bad things happ
A single glass tulip.She never knew exactly when life started changing, but it did. For the worse or for the better, she hated change...she always had, and she thought she would never like it. She lay in her bed thinking about the world. She defied against ever being wrong, ever being weak, or ever loving. After the death of her grandfather, she never wanted to feel anything merely close to human, ever again. She had cried too many times, felt lonely too many times, and loved too much. She was tired of it, she was just too tired of it....and she didn't want to deal with it anymore. She didn't think she had enough strength in herself to even think about loving anyA single glass tulip.
She is.The tears came down rapidly, drowning the hand written ink upon her three year old diary...washing away every moment or feeling that she had ever felt. Squeezing her eyes shut as hard as she could, trying to forget everything. The touch of company awakened and alerted her, after hours of frozen numbness and swollen eyes. She shivered at how cold the air was and peeked out her window to see her mother slamming the car door. She draped a coat across her shoulders and hurried outside. It was raining and the wet drops felt cold and harsh against her. What if it was all meant to be like this? She thought. Her tears came back, but harderShe is.
And Maybe.I want to regret what I ever felt for you....or whatever i try to still get over. I want to regret it so much but I can't.....because the truth is, I could never regret something that had once made me happy...something that I want to still carry on in my heart and as a being.And Maybe.
I miss that twisted, cruel, emotional, heart breaking, heart throbbing, exciting, happy, roller coaster of a relationship that we once had....we weren't even together, but yet, we were so close. I didn't want to lose you when I didn't even have you. I use to try and read you, trying to understand the complicated way of you....so beautiful, yet so complicated
Oh man
Guilty
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Don't look so small, I'm not bigger than you
But I've got Blues enough to smash your bones
~Deviant-Underground
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Fear is the key to opening doors, you couldn't open before. Love is the will for walking through them.
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Fear is the key to opening doors, you couldn't open before. Love is the will for walking through them.
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hug someone. it makes them feel better.
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Something about today
makes me feel a little bit closer
to eternity...
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When everything else changes, it's the memories that tend to last....
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