Sometimes I feel like there’s a hole inside of me, an emptiness that at times...– Practical Magic (via atomos)
cestlavieparis: “Take love, multiply it by infinity and take it to the depths of forever.. you still have only a glimpse of what I feel for you.”
From the moment I met you, all those years ago, not a day has gone by when I...– Anakin Skywalker, Star Wars Episode 2: Attack of the Clones (via thebrittanydiaries)
One thing that bothered me today was when you asked if I was happy. “Well are you happy?” was your response after I finished telling you about my special other and surprisingly it caught me off guard and momentarily, involuntarily I was dumb of words; I hesitated to respond. “Wait, what?” was my only witty reply hinting a rise in anxiety. “Are you happy...
ayysis: And I should be accustomed to the “0 New Messages” notifying me of my solitude as the light from my perpetually motionless phone illuminates my bedside… And by this point, I should be accustomed to the sense of loneliness by which I’m incarcerated; grown callus from the sensitivity of remembrance, of longing. But hell, the deeper my heart’s engulfed by this sea of relentless...
He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance...– Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights (via quote-book)
So Hyun told me the best place to meet girls is at a museum because first of all most of them are free and second you can always find cute fashionable asian artsy girls there. LOL I’m going to miss him so much. I’m going to try spending as much time as I can with him as possible. He still loves me even when I vomi-drolled on his crotch and he knows how to take care of me. He has to be...
ayysis: And I know I oughta shift my focus towards matters of higher importance, keep my mental occupied, distract myself with thoughts revolving around other subjects. And as much as I hate to be the one who nurtures your ego and supplies the mirror of an egotistical self-perspective, I, also, don’t wanna conform to the qualities of the “hardened soul” you’ve claimed me to be, so I’ll state...
I’ve had the same type of dream many times. The details differ, including...– Sputnik Sweetheart: Haruki Murakami
The people sleeping next to me right now… well also the Sammee who somehow ended up sleeping on the floor… I love them.
My mood dropped. But why is it that I always had a feeling. We’ve past one month of not talking. You’ve been back home for over a week and I find out through other sources. I haven’t heard from you and you’re so close by. It’s weird though you came back home during the time of me having nightmares of you coming back home. To be honest I prefer those nightmares to this...
And you call yourself a nurse…You must think you’re one of the best, a know it all from a class of higher intellect than everyone else because you graduated from an Ivy League. Well my ass. Sure you come home from a 7 hour job at St.Peter’s and you work with sick children in your unit, but when you come home and I’m obviously in aching pain all over, inside and outside of...
I want to work at Zara x_________x -crosses fingers- and with my first paycheck I shall buy myself the white iphone4 :3
Girls like assholes. A real Lady likes Gentlemen.
Gone with the wind.
potluckdream3r: Trust is like the wind, every now and then you feel its gentle and reassuring kiss on your forehead, but you are still uncertain if it’s here to stay, or even if was real.
theoleander: Show me something good that’s still worth fighting for I’m not quite sure how you survive the storms inside of your soul And ever since the start of this I turn to you When I need something more than this empty road that I follow
My excuse this time was that I can’t exercise today because I’m sick, so I’ll just wait until I get better. But I feel I will never start exercising at this rate. I need a little push and someone to exercise with. I’ve decided to go back on that rice diet. It seemed to work for a while. I want that slim body and those slender legs. But I’m a fat bum who sits, and...
doroshiix33: every night, i go through this pathetic regime of being nostalgic and upset over stupid things. it’s really annoying yet i can’t seem to break the habit. gargh.
Would you rather wake up to a reality that is without him or stay within a nightmare where his memory haunts you? Personally I’d pick the latter. Now a days all I want to do is read and sleep.
Lol it’s funny how I still experience a pang of sadness and/or guilt whenever I hear your name. Ephemerally my vision blurs, my heart sinks in deep, and my head begins to hurt. Did you not even fear that maybe, just possibly, you would not be able to speak to me again even if the chances were slim? Because I know you would be the only one I’d want to talk to up to the last minute. To...
the-oneironaut: What happens when you say a word for so long that it loses its meaning.
"It was short-lived."
liveinpastels: Whisper sweet nothing and let it ease, A heart set ablaze By a thousand embraces, enticing my everlasting adoration. Drowning in this pit of passion, I was lost between the clouds of your undulating highs and lows. Only to be swept away by newfound fascinations Into the sea of formal greetings and short goodbyes I go.
ayysis: *Sigh One of those nights where… You fall asleep accepting of the lack of his presence but are reminded of his absence in a dream. “And so you invade my sleep, and confuse my dreams, turn my nights to sleepless itch.” Excuse yourself from my thoughts.
Ngoc said that I’m sadistic and he’s masochistic and that makes us perfect for each other.
liveinpastels: Through the streaming streaks of sultry pink, The bright star peeks out beyond the horizon. And when the sable birds take flight, Leaving their shadows across the reflecting ocean, With mile-long outstretched wings, Noon resigns to dusk.