February 2012
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Anonymous asked: Love isn't some sort of lyrical tale like some sort of kid's story. Love is tumultuous. It's not some sort of simple thing you could just put down in a simple askbox. So, I'm not even going to try. I'm in love with someone who is not my other half but someone who balances me out. That's all anyone really needs to know.
Anonymous asked: His worthless lies spewed from his lips left me in trembles. At first, I treasured those lips, and often smiled with joy. But now, his loving façade fools me no longer. I find myself left with feelings of foolishness, and embarrassment. I doubted his intentions but I lingered in this false hope. I lived in denial because my yearning for his presence in my life overpowered my strength in his...
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I was bored, so I made a new blog… It’s one of those pretty photography reblog-blogs. Its theme is “places that i’d rather be.”
Follow http://o-w-l-i-n-g.tumblr.com, and I’ll probably follow back. Chyeah.
And I just love him so much. But it’s hopeless.
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harleyshine asked: From the moment I've met him, he has been my moon. The angelic ribbon of light that plays between his fingers, making it's way in euphoric streams of light up my own, cast a spell on my soul as his eyelashes bow down towards the piano keys. Sweet melodies fall out like feathers floating from the sky. "You are my sun." He says, his voice leaking a majestic and velvet brilliance....
juustlynn asked: I thank God for every single joint in his hands and arms that enable him to hold me close enough for me to recognize all the scents he owns.
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Nocturne Op. 9 No. 2 in E-flat Major - Chopin
Spending ten thousand years staring at your closet trying to figure out what to wear
and ending up scumming it
lol my lyfe
Anonymous asked: In a fleeting second, our eyes met. It occurred to me that the people around us were abuzz with mindless talk fests while we stood there, unaffected by the noise, by the ticking clock, by each other’s loud heart beats. I turn away before you could read my mind. I proceed like nothing happened when in all actuality, time stood still.
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Anonymous asked: There is a boy whose mellifluous melodies strum along the constellations on my spine, playing the same marrow song that continues to resonate deep in my ears to this very day. It rings so deep that I can hear the seashells of his ears echo the impalpable chimes of the oceans secrets, the secrets that we buried underneath the violent tides that once crashed against our battleship. It rings so deep...
Anonymous asked: When I look through his eyes,swirling with variations of brown, I feel as though I can see into his soul and he can see into mine. I've never been so utterly and undoubtedly in love with someone. He might not be all that to someone else, but to me he's everything. He doesn't always listen to me, but when he does it's like I'm the only person in the room. If I could,...
That deep feeling of guilt that leaves your stomach knotted and your saliva stuck at the bottom of your throat, your eyes like a deer moments before its untimely death, your brow wrinkled with anxiety, with concern, with fear — it’s an awful feeling that will never go away without closure.
is it bad that the one phrase that i repeat the most in my mind is “i want to hit you in the face”
Words to keep inside your pocket:
Quiescent - a quiet, soft-spoken soul.
Chimerical - merely imaginary; fanciful.
Susurrus - a whispering or rustling sound.
Raconteur - one who excels in story-telling.
Clinquant - glittering; tinsel-like.
Aubade - a song greeting the dawn.
Ephemeral - lasting a very short time.
Sempiternal - everlasting; eternal.
Euphonious - pleasing; sweet in...
Anonymous asked: nearing 4 years now and while i don't even have a word to define what it is we are, i've come to love him so much. we've had our moments where one of us thinks we can't take it anymore, and so we stop trying but those times have been the worst...we always come back to each other though.we're not in college and now he's even farther than before, and we're still...
Anonymous asked: reading your last post reaffirms the idea that you write so beautifully and it's funny as i read it a few times, i couldn't help but think that you so eloquently put into words something i've been feeling lately...but thats not what i want to say. i want to tell you not to give up hope as hard as everything may be because although the distance may seem unbearable at times, not...
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We were stricken with a tragic love, a love that was destined to fail, a love that had absolutely nothing going for it and everything going against its happy ending.
And it’s such a shame, because it’s the most beautiful love that I have ever experienced.
So much so that I don’t have the courage to let go of it. I’m too cowardly to leave, too cowardly to accept the...
mackiecackie asked: So, I was reading the school news paper for the first time today and the entry about you was the only thing that really caught my eye! I have so much respect for you and the things you do, You're an amazing writer and it's an amazing hobby to have. I'm very proud of everything you do :)
Bloom by Paper Kites
Oh, the whole world is...
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Anonymous asked: I'm killing myself tonight.
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No matter how hard I try to be happy, sadness always, undoubtedly, seeps back into my life somehow. I smile, I laugh, and I try so hard to be positive. I do things to keep me busy. I try to be friendly and kind and sociable. Thinking about it, there’s not even anything to be sad about, really.
But that doesn’t change the fact that I’m absolutely miserable. I hate being here....
God, please grant me the patience to grow to love this crying, pooping machine in the form of a dog. Thank you. ;___;
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Have you ever woken up in the middle of the night to a baby shiba inu no bigger than a teddy bear shifting around in your arms and licking your nose in its sleep?
I HAVE.
Just watched Howl’s Moving Castle with...
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I got a 1960 on the SAT! With that, I’m pleased, but I’m still going to retake it in May because I think I could do a lot better now that I’ve taken it once already.
My mom is forcing me to make a list of schools that I’m seriously interested in so we could visit them, but I feel my scope is too limited… so it would be great if you guys could tell me some...
through sound, through touch, through love
If only we could communicate through sound, not through words. If only no one could understand one another, relying on only the laughter, the shouts, the cries of everyone else. Through the chimes of the bells in the summer morning, through the sorrow of the violin’s tone, through the lonely howling of the wolf at dusk, all followed by the thick silence that accompanies the end of everything...
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I’ve concluded that there is very little that is worse than loving someone from a distance. To want something so badly, but to no avail; to feel more than you have ever felt before for one person that is far out of your reach. He thrives in my heart, in my body, in my soul; but refuses to appear before me. This love is so cruel, for it’s so pure and strong and true, but at the same time it does...
fortheshitsandgiggles asked: i really enjoy reading your blurbs :)
And sometimes I just feel like screaming. Screaming out of frustration, out of rage, out of sorrow, out of loneliness. To muster my breath and just release everything awful inside of me in one motion; to rid myself of the feelings that tear at me from the inside. Every day, I want to scream.
But in the end, I still lay down in the moonlight that peaks through my windows, holding everything in....
“Why are you sad?”
“Because you speak to me in words, and I look at you with...”
– Anna Karina, Pierrot Le Fou (via lostcrow)
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He’s kind of beautiful. It’s just that the way his eyes sparkle when he speaks, the way that his laugh resonates in the surrounding air so freely, the way that he’s just so… pure — everything about him is so beautiful. His modesty, his carefreeness, his crying face — they all make my heart clench in sorrow, for what is a wicked girl like me to feel when...
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I want to be swallowed by your eyes. The clouded over orbs so filled with blue — suck me in. Allow me to swim in their depths for a while; let me see what you see, for the emerald-aqua currents must channel differently than most. Satisfy my curiosity; let me into the windows of your soul.
Anonymous asked: My long-distance boyfriend broke up with me last night after a year and a half.. how were you able to move on? I feel incredibly alone right now. Does it get better? >< I feel terribly alone..
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It’s the little things that get to me. You remember everything that I’ve never cared to say twice, everything I’ve ever thought of as insignificant: my favorite colors, my most fancied dishes, my little habits, and even the most trivial of moments that happen between us. It touches my heart how, when it comes to me, you’re that attentive, that caring. Never have I met...
Anonymous asked: Daaang, girl. You're one hell of a writer. You definitely have a way with words; you described exactly how I feel in your last post. Props to you~
Anonymous asked: you have a lisp
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Don’t look at me like that. Don’t stare at me with those eyes full of discontent, spilling out disappointment. With that gaze that burns through me, that screams “not good enough.” Don’t raise your voice at me, repeating things I’ve already been told all too many times before. Why do you only see my weak points, my mistakes, everything bad about me?
The tears...
Death is a temporary parting. They are everywhere, but at the same time… they are nowhere. They linger in the most obscure places; everywhere holds some fragment of a memory of them. Their spirits follow you and enter your mind. When the breeze blows and ruffles the leaves on the trees, who do you think of? When the same breeze enters through the windows, when the curtains dance up and down,...
Anonymous asked: Do you do speech therapy or anything? Seems weird to have a lisp at your age, even if it's rather charming
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Omg I was playing bejeweled on my moms ipad but had to pee
So I took it with me to the bathroom
I’ve been sitting on my toilet for 20 minutes
February 1
The sky was so beautiful today. It was the most brilliant shade of cerulean blue, and cotton ball cumulus clouds spanned the whole view. Would you watch the clouds roll through the sky with me if there were another day like this? I asked you, anxiously awaiting your reply.
Your words broke through the silence.
“Yes, love. Of course.”
I smiled faintly. Innocence.
It turned dark...
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