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“Whatever our souls are made of, her and mine are the same”
— Emily Bronte
(via ignorance)
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“I wanted to know, if those sentiments are mine, if I am the one you are thinking of, or if your lips open while hearing my name; tell me why the wind is carrying your scent, tell me once more, if you are the one or still the only one for me; I want you to notice me, as I am hiding my love for you, I want you to come near me, and ignite me further or faint my heart.”
— Chuck Akot, “I am hiding my love for you.”
“You were it for me, the one, for a while. The more I look back we were never anything substantial. We were more like acquaintances that fucked on occasion when it was convenient for you. I gave you my heart completely, blindly. You gave me nothing and left me like I was nothing. You continue to treat me as if I never meant a thing to you. All of me was yours but you, you were never mine. But the way you looked at me still tears me apart, I’d never loved blue eyes. I drowned in yours.”
-K.N.B.
“I considered suicide, but I felt a strange fondness for my body, my life. Scarred as they were, they were mine.”
— Charles Bukowski
“Call me and tell me you miss me. Call me and tell me I’m on your mind as much as you are on mine.”
— (via flame)
And looking at him I had the sudden realization that the scars and jagged edges he’d revealed to me had made him suddenly beautiful. I saw his darkness and it melted into mine in a way that created its own light.
I never thought it would be this hard.
Be this hard to forget
the sound of your voice,
the way your skin feels on mine.
I never thought it would be this hard
to forget you, to forget us.
Another sleepless night (a.d.c)
I’m not in this world to live up to your expectations and you’re not in this world to live up to mine.
Unknown (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
I check my phone constantly
hoping I come across your name,
hoping that you missed me.
Hoping that I’ve been on your mind
every single day, as you’ve been on mine.
A.d.c (via 11anothergirl11)
“Someday I’m gonna have a child. She’s gonna have eyes like mine and such small hands. Just like she’ll need me alive then, she needs me alive now. I can’t say goodbye before I’ve had a chance to say hello.”
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