i dont know



Michael Jackson | Remember The Time


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I knew when I met you an adventure was going to happen.
A. A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh (via poetrist)

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I made this at the end of a very long day (please don’t delete the text/change te source and feel free to message me with stitching requests)

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his words lingered there
taking up more space in my lungs than oxygen
these were not the words of a boy in love
his incandescent eyes shone no longer
and left in their place was a cold distant stare
that did not come from a boy in love
his smile, which gleaned the brightest when the sky was at its darkest
now felt forced and was put there out of habit
this was not the smile of a boy in love
his kisses were cold and dry like a desert during the night that would never again see the day
his kisses felt lifeless and void of all potency
these were not the kisses of a boy in love
I prayed to a god I wasn’t sure was there to ask for more time
I begged the boy to hold on to his love for just a little longer
just until I could remind him of my fervor and lust for every atom that made up his body
all I needed was for him to look at me like he once had
I was the one he loved once I was the sky and he was the sun
but now for him I was simply an aberration
an old song that he used to love but grew tired of
they never explain how quickly it disappears
the love
at one time I had felt so drenched in affection and somehow when I wasn’t looking it was taken away
so quickly I barely had a chance to blink
ripped away with such finesse and abandon
I longed for his eyes to regain their luster when he looked at me
I wished for his smile to appear so uncontrollably present like they once had when we talked of our future
and I prayed that his kisses would feel like the hot summer days we had once shared
But my prayers would go unanswered
His words still lingered there
“I do not love you anymore”
not of a boy in love (via homorecker)

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Growth is painful. Change is painful.But nothing is as painful as staying stuck somewhere you don’t belong.
Mandy Hale (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

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have u ever liked someone so much that literally all u can think about is kissing them and holding them and doing everything in ur power to make them happy

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You can’t litter negativity everywhere then wonder why you have a trashy life.
livelifehappy.com (via ohlovequotes)

(Source: psych-facts, via annamarriee)