April 2012
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March 2012
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When will you understand
You’re all that matters to me now?
January 2012
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Everything is so fragile.
It’s so easy to destroy something to spend hours on a painting and burn it, to spend thousands on a vase and smash it, to spend your heart on love and break it.
September 2011
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Feeling like your heart is about to stop.
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JAKE WILSON (yeah you, ya fucking indie kid) I...
now get off tumblr and do something useful.
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These violent delights have violent ends.
And in their triumph die, like fire and powder. Which as they kiss consume.
- William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, 2.3
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I am only human. I make mistakes. We all do. But i’m scared, we argue now and we never used to. It’s mostly my fault, but I’m trying not to fuck up i really am. Please let this last forever.
August 2011
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Sometimes i do things even though i know they hurt you. This is why i don’t deserve you.. but please don’t ever leave.
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what are we if not footprints in the sand?
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My love has concrete feet. My love’s an iron ball, wrapped around your ankles over the waterfall.
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I love you
so so much, but for some reason it’s just not enough.. i can’t stop myself feeling like this. I’m sorry.
July 2011
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The ones you love hurt you, usually by accident and they’re always sorry and of course we forgive them because we can’t begin to imagine the pain we’d feel if they left.
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How can i fix this if i can’t fix myself?
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If love is all there is then you are my world.
June 2011
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Come on skinny love just last the year.
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A pair of butterflies chasing each other along the afternoon breeze like two lovers destined for heartbreak.
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The Stone Princess and Her City of Glass
Once upon a time there was a great sculptor who created wonderfully life-like statues, who had a beautiful wife who was a glass blower. They lived together in a comfortable villa in a small village in Italy. They both longed for children to fill their home with the sound of laughter and noise sweeter than that of the glass she made.
At long last she fell pregnant and after many months gave birth,...
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If this love dies so might i.
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It's true
the past really can come back to haunt you, but how can you run away from something that’s made you who you are? Even if it hurts the one you love most..
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turn off this song and go outside.
So turn off, turn off this song, find someone to love.
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