It’s been almost a year, and I still miss you here. I still miss you here.
I loved you too much to hold on,
but not enough to let you go.
I’m so sorry.
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@krystlewaslike
It’s been almost a year, and I still miss you here. I still miss you here.
I loved you too much to hold on,
but not enough to let you go.
I’m so sorry.

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if you call a girl a slut because she isn’t flattered by your risque comments, you deserve to be embarrassed via facebook and spammed with notifications. fact.
We showed him
JESS’S WILL NOT SAVE HIS SOUL. <3 you both (sorry Casey T-Mike cries about the truth)
Me doing awful vocals. \m/
Meanwhile, I’m trapped. Bring Shadowfax
CALL IN THE EAGLES HAHAHA <3
HahahahahahahHahah :'(
Guys don’t like smart women, they are either afraid they can’t hide shit from us, or they are afraid we will be able to hide something from them.
I don’t agree with you at all, KRYSTLE. I think most people are like that in general. One person is the dominant, weaker people latch onto stronger ones. Or in this case, idiots. I would much prefer being with someone intelligent. Even with my history of dating morons. But you already know this.Â
You’re right T-MIKES, my bad for making it gender specific, when this was more case specific. Also I’m pretty sure you’re dating history has even taught me to go for the smart ones hahaha.

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I can see small rays of moonlight through the cloudy sky. Sirens in the distant. Sitting upon this porch existing but not really living. Smoking another cigarette as houses full of families gather for dinner. Still wondering what it’s like to have that, and missing it even though I never had it. Nothing’s terribly wrong, I just get sad. And that’s another awful habit of mine.
(via depression-party)
Ain’t got time for that
Better make yourself at home You’re here to stay You won’t bother me…If you let me bother you All the doors are locked, all the windows shut Keep in mind - I watch you Never leave my side, never leave me, fucker Even if you.. run. What the fuck is different? Man, I can’t believe I’m doin’ this DAMMIT MAN I KNEW IT WAS A MISTAKEÂ
You brought it outta me…
My worst fear is finally coming into my own and learning that I'm genuinely not worth a shit.
I promise you, if you stop breathing, there will be someone that misses your breath. That in itself makes you priceless. <3

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We never made it, did we?
Lang Leav, Sad Girls (via wordsnquotes)
Anyone who’s followed me on here for a long period of time, knows the friendship and love I had and have for this man. I keep replaying one conversation we had over the phone, it was a dark time for him. I remember him questioning his ability to father and wondering if anyone could possibly love him in his current state. I remember telling him that it wasn’t a matter of people loving him, so many obviously did, it was him loving himself. Every year for the past three years we would call each other, at least once. Last year was the last time I heard your voice. I thought the call would come soon for this year, but the phone will remain silent. All I ever wanted for you, after the many times you kept me from sinking, was to see you happy. From near or far, I just wanted to see it. I saw the smile you had with your family, I thought we had finally done it. Found our places, our peace. I should have kept in touch, I should have been the first to send I miss you’s. I should have done so much more for a soul that deserved so much. I’m so sorry. I’m so fucking sorry. Now I’m forever stuck with the I miss you’s and dead ends.
It is both a burden and a blessing, to feel everything as deeply as I do.
Della Hicks-Wilson (via wordsnquotes)
If there is one thing I’ve missed most about this site it’s how it inspires me to write. The people here, the way their words paint their story. The feelings I catch. It’s reading a book with characters that develop in real time. I’m an allegorical writer. Where as, I’ve always written stories in a way that the reader could find themselves in my shoes. Because don’t we all like to believe someone, somewhere can relate? A love for my words is a deeper love for me. Stimulate the brain first, because the body comes with it.

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When your so afraid of putting pen to paper Your innards combust at the thought You’re not afraid of writers block You’re afraid of what spills out when the flood gates open. When your thoughts spill between the lines weaved into your eighty five cent spiral notebook. When the picturesque words paint pictures you’ve attempted to keep veiled. Sometimes, writers block is a self fabricated shield to keep us from truly seeing ourselves.