Life is a mystery
Text / Writing blog
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2013-05-01
Source: benieegee
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2013-04-18
Source: benieegee
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2013-03-14
Sick and tired of bullshit.
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When everything reminds me of you.
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Day after day, you leave me in pain and agony.
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When memories hits you the hardest at night.
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If life was a game,
How many lives would it take to find that one special person
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To love is to suffer,
To love is to suffer, to avoid suffering one must not love, but then one suffers from not loving, therefore to love is to suffer, to love is to suffer, to suffer is to suffer, to be happy is to love, to be then, is to suffer, but suffering makes one unhappy, therefore to be unhappy one must love, or love to suffer, or suffer from too much happiness
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2012-07-04
Source: things-i-tell-myself
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2012-07-03
I miss you.
I miss us. I miss the memories that we had together. I miss calling you by names, making fun of you or pick on you but you still know i’m joking. I miss holding your hands. I miss those tight, long, warm hugs that you gave me. I miss our sweetest texts. I miss those adventures that we had together. I miss knowing there was someone i used to call mine when i wake up every morning..
(via queenjaslyn)
