It smells different here now. The air doesn’t smell sweet like pancakes and cinnamon instead everything smells like a fire that won’t stop. The other day I tried to make something for breakfast, and I was proud of myself because I’ve been skipping breakfast for so many weeks now. But the toast turned into ashes, and honey, they say oil and water shouldn’t be mixed together so why the hell were we together? I think we were two molecules that tried to be together until we noticed that one of us was broken. I don’t mean to sound irrational but I just want to ask you, do you think someone out there will salvage the air we once inhaled together?

-Alexa Evangelista, my head is underwater

She could part oceans in two with her loving nature but there was a devastating loneliness in her eyes when she smiled.

You left in me a painful type of longing that drills a black hole into the soul.

All the breathless moments turned ice cold and with each breath came a thorn in the heart.

You can’t love yourself if you hurt others.

A devastated soul can kill faster than any virus.

You might see the moon with someone else but you’ll never find our exact stars again.

I still see you when my eyes are closed.

It had been a while since I dreamt of you and now I am at the depths of despair missing you.

Pump liquor through your veins love is such a pain.

“I wondered how many of them had wives waiting for them, mothers and daughters perhaps. What would those women think if they could see their menfolk, as they stood guard over us, the weeping, grieving survivors of Troy?”
― Jennifer Saint, Elektra

There are things that need to be forgotten if you want to keep on living.

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There are some people you’ll never see again. At least, not in the same way.

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There comes a time when the world gets quiet and the only thing left is your own heart. So you’d better learn the sound of it. Otherwise you’ll never understand what it’s saying.

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Close some doors today. Not because of pride, incapacity, or arrogance, but simply because they lead you nowhere.

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You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place. Like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you’ll never be this way ever again.

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Thank you. For every last bruise you gave me. For every time I sat in tears. For the million ways you hurt me. I just want to tell you this: You broke my world. Made me strong. Thank you. Messed up my dreams. Made me strong. Thank you!

:’)

Some people look for a beautiful place, others make a place beautiful.

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I don’t think there’s anything sadder than when two people are meant to be together and something intervenes.

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Sometimes we just have to face the truth and stop wasting energy on the wrong people.

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Don’t mention a person’s past mistakes when they are trying to change. That’s like throwing rocks at them while they are struggling to climb a mountain.

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Sometimes what you really need to do is just move on. The person you loved has gone … don’t hurt yourself by holding on to them.

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The strongest people are not those who show strength in front of us, but those who win battles we know nothing about.

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I wish I could re-live some nights.

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I swear that when our lips touch, I can taste the next 60 years of my life.

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Accept who you are. Unless you’re a serial killer.

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You are most powerful when you are most silent. People never expect silence. They expect words, motion, defense, offense, back and forth. They expect to leap into the fray. They are ready, fists up, words hanging leaping from their mouths. Silence? No.

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That feeling when…

You’ve randomly decided to read your old posts and realize that you are living ur dream…

Dreams come true…

No words, only emotions.