But I didn’t understand then. That I could hurt somebody so badly he would never recover. That a person can, just by living, damage another human being beyond repair.
— (via annelisexo)
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Mon, 28th May — 1 note
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Mon, 28th May — 3 notes
Goodmorning dearest one,
Did you sleep well through the night?
Did you miss my arms around you,
There to hold you ever tight?
Well Goodmorning dearest one
Because unfortunately I’m not there.
Not there to tell you, all myself
Nor there for our eyes to stare.
Goodmorning dearest one,
Did you have a pleasant dream?
Was it much more real than anything?
When it ended, did you scream?
Was the dream so good it left you,
With nothing but your tears?
Those envious years of happiness,
And dreams of coming years?
Goodmorning dearest one,
It’s time for you to wake.
Today is just another day
Counting down these days that ache.
Soon enough I’ll be there
To hold you when you shake…
But for now my one, oh dearest one,
It’s time for you to wake.
— (via djrella)
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Mon, 28th May — 2 notes
I am single because I am much loved by the people around me that I don’t need someone to complete me.
— A text message (via jheaquial)
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Mon, 28th May — 8 notes
And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (via screwinginmoderation)
