February 2010
January 2010
It was in another life that I loved you. In another life that I wanted and knew you. So long ago I have to rack my mind to try to comprehend it. Yet i can’t put the pictures down. And time is still a drop of paint, running down the walls. collecting and growing, and running faster, still. And the stains wont seem to pick up, no matter how hard she scrubs. And he watches. And no one speaks.
...
4915) I can't believe you can act like nothing...
poeticheartache:
(via sgsecrets)
2322) I'm tired of sleeping with a broken heart.
poeticheartache:
(via theblogforyou)
I'm still waiting for you to be the one I'm...
Fate is like a strange, unpopular restaurant filled with odd little waiters who...
– Lemony Snicket (via quote-book) (via tryingtofindthewords) (via danielfaraday) (via 1997) (via argonauts) (via astronauts)