Sometimes chapters don’t end the way you want them to. Sometimes you don’t get the closure you deserve and that’s all right. Have an open mind for the next chapter; you never know what you’ll find.
Source: wnq-writers
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As you get older, you really start to understand more about why people drink the night away, smoke their lungs black, or throw themselves off buildings.
(via boys-and-suicide)
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I think it’s important to realize you can miss something, but not want it back
Paulo Coelho (via itcuddles)
He said let’s get lost,
But I’d been lost for so long.
It is only lovely to be lost,
When you aren’t at it alone.
Belle Jar (via bellejarpoetry)
Jealousy should be one of the seven deadly sins. Because I never thought I would sin but seeing you with her. Makes me sin like no other.
Sinner (via lovelyydisposition)
she dreams in black and white but oh does she live her life in vibrant colors.
(via wordsillneverspeak)
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To the boy that I can’t forget,
I need you, and you don’t need me.
I wait and wait for time to come, where you say I might be the one.
But who am I fooling, I’ll never be the one.
I wasn’t enough day one, and you made it obvious day fifty-two.
I still hold on like you’re a raft on a rough sea.
It’s just sad I can’t see that I need to let you be.
red makes black and blue
red hands and black eyes
red words and blue cries
red pushes and back on floors
into tables into doors
red screams with blue skies
red glares with black lies
hush dont say a thing
blue behind the door
RING RING RING
yes officer? nothings wrong
we all fall down its in the song
so happy so light in its tune
but behind it
soon? so soon?
please dont leave me
you see you see but they dont see me
red and red and black and blue
once again why stop at two?
away goes the red but here
stays the black and blue but here
stays the black eyes
but here stays the blue skies
with blue cries and back on floors
broken skin and slamming doors
and shattered glass
before the mass
our father who art in heaven
please make it stop after seven
shush hush its almost done
shush hush you’ve almost won
fast forward to now where red does not
make black and blue - does not
it is in flushed skin of them of you
who makes cloudy days sky blue
no red hands making black and blue
no red no red no red no more
only passion behind closed doors
and blood that warms every part
it beats it moves its in your heart
red will make warmth
red will make fire
and love and love and love and love
FIRE
fireworks of beautiful red trust me please it wont be long
beautiful girl boy flower
just hang on for a little while longer
to those who were turned black and blue - i know, baby… i know. it hurts… it hurts… but stay with me a little while longer (via adventuringangel)
