January 2011
74 posts
December 2010
84 posts
“You have to have your heart broken. That’s the reality of life and if you are...”
– Marion Cotillard (via daydreamdelusion) (via fuckyeahfrenchcinema) (via starsmending) (via lifeofastranger) (via booklover) (via mer-la-nuit)
“You have to have your heart broken. That’s the reality of life and if you are...”
– Marion Cotillard (via daydreamdelusion) (via fuckyeahfrenchcinema) (via starsmending) (via lifeofastranger) (via booklover) (via mer-la-nuit)
“And there will come a time, you’ll see, with no more tears.
And love will not...”
– -Mumford and Sons (via mer-la-nuit)
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Making a fort with Mira and Esteban. Things we should have done years ago…
And yes, I’m super excited.
“No, there is not a thin line between love and hate. There is, in fact, a Great...”
– Dr. House (via fuckyeahhousemd) (via talkplaylove)
“No, there is not a thin line between love and hate. There is, in fact, a Great...”
– Dr. House (via fuckyeahhousemd) (via talkplaylove)
Scent is Gone
dearoldlove:
When we were dating, I would wear your shirt to bed and fall asleep to the smell of you. I went to bed happy every night. I still have your shirt, but your scent is gone and so are you.
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It says you’re online, but it’s a lie. It’s 4:20 in the morning.
I imagine it differently…. I see you waiting on your side of the screen, seeing my green circle, debating and wondering. I play out a conversation we could have in my head. I’d tell you about going to SS today. I wouldn’t mention how sick I made myself as I forced myself to even drive past to...
“And I suddenly didn’t feel so alone. Standing by myself, I watched the trees as...”
– (via whenyouwastedaway)
Just tell me what you’re thinking, please?
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Do I get to move on yet? A year ago I waited for him, painfully. Waited for him to want to spend his last night with me, the longest night of the year. I waited and waited. I found myself on the floor, crying, more than once, my body convulsing in that special brand of pain marked with his name. It was quiet when he walked in. I was curled up under the covers, not able to look at him. We...
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Do I get to move on yet? A year ago I waited for him, painfully. Waited for him to want to spend his last night with me, the longest night of the year. I waited and waited. I found myself on the floor, crying, more than once, my body convulsing in that special brand of pain marked with his name. It was quiet when he walked in. I was curled up under the covers, not able to look at him. We...
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Once again it’s such an interesting 20th. I really have a collection now, don’t I?
“In the end, I think the relationships that survive in this world are the ones...”
– Douglas Coupland (via kari-shma) (via lovebot) (via insidemyuniverse)
“In the end, I think the relationships that survive in this world are the ones...”
– Douglas Coupland (via kari-shma) (via lovebot) (via insidemyuniverse)
“Fuck it. You throw a dart at a map, we’ll go there and start new. Somewhere else...”
– I Wrote This For You (via poeticheartache) (via insidemyuniverse)
“Fuck it. You throw a dart at a map, we’ll go there and start new. Somewhere else...”
– I Wrote This For You (via poeticheartache) (via insidemyuniverse)
Old Apt.
dearoldlove:
We should drive out to our old apartment. For a price I’m sure the new tenants would let it be ours again for one night. We could get a little bit stoned and walk around the neighborhood. Whenever I think of places where I was truly happy, that tops the list.
Old Apt.
dearoldlove:
We should drive out to our old apartment. For a price I’m sure the new tenants would let it be ours again for one night. We could get a little bit stoned and walk around the neighborhood. Whenever I think of places where I was truly happy, that tops the list.