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You are quite literally my most favorite thing ever.

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And she knew that she couldn't go back. She couldn't fall back into his piercing gaze and his easy smile. She couldn't go back to that of all the eyes that tried to see into her, it was him that she allowed to peek into the tiny windows that she only usually allowed the table to see or the birds and trees to have attention.
And all of the people who had all heard of the past tales, they would hit her on her head and just shake their own.
"You can't," they would say.
"He's a jerk," others would hiss.
And she would just smile and try to keep the butterflies inside, while nodding and agreeing. He was silent, strong, unpredictable, and didn't fall as hard as he encouraged. She was terrified of him and had promised that it was all over. That they were both destined for different lives. And oh, how different they were.
"But it's always been him."
Words with no meanings,
eyes eagerly hiding.
Your face bears the smile
of one who has been
hurt,
too much,
broken,
too much.
And for -
nothing.
Life was so beautiful through her eyes,
but nobody saw it or ever
asked.
Silly, they say, silly, they
said.
And when she had saw enough, her eyes went
shut.
And she quit wanting to try.
I’m tired, she says, they hurt, she
said.
And then they didn’t have her eyes behind to hide.

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Hail and the whistle wind -
hush, you, hush.
All the things that reminded her of him.
So many people
Become songs and poetry
But will never know:
Our world is full of the ghosts
Of unspoken words
And memories.
she wore flowers in her hair and carried magic secrets in her eyes. she spoke to no one. she spent hours on the riverbank and had midnight swims…
arundhati roy, the god of small things (via milkflowur)
She wasn’t bitter. She was sad, though. The hopeful kind of sad. The kind of sad that just takes time.
The Perks Of Being A Wall Flower (via floating-falling-down)
I did not know what to do.
Confused and unsure,
I was vaguely convinced
That the answer lay in music.
I shut out the world
And searched.

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I want to crawl into a hole and die.
I feel like ass. This was the worst week ever.
Fucking still.

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