This is my life, this is how I say what I can’t in words. This is how you can see my soul and heart.
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The moment when we realize they people we put higher then others turn out to be just like us.
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Live in your bubble. If someone tries to pop it and gives you hell for your way of living, then give them a little hell of your own.
There is so much beauty in the world and I want to see it all.
This is my other half. Lazying around in bed with my cat/cats<3
Lonely.
I recently had to cut off my mother from my life, my father moved out of the country, one sister hasn’t contacted family in months, my brother is in the army over sea’s, the guy I realized was my ‘the one who got away’ is in a happy relationship and all I keep thinking is…I just want someone to hold me….is it so bad to want to feel strong arms around me? To feel safe for only a little bit?
The question no one can truly awnser. What is up there? What can’t be seen? I think they are lost dreams, reunited lovers, passed souls, a future heart beat, tragic stories. Its life. Its unknown.
Pick up a book and let the characters lives become your, let them intertwine and become one. Leave from their faults, feel their pain, love as they love.
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