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“For every forgotten thing, there is someone who secretly and passionately remembers……”
— (via mydarknessfalls)
(via beforeiloveandleaveyou)
“Every day you’re not dead in the ground, when you wake up in the morning, you’re gonna have to make some decisions. Got to ask yourself this question: “Am I gonna believe all them bad things them fools say about me today?” You hear me today? “Am I gonna believe all them bad things them fools say about me today?”
— The Help (via quote-book)
(via beforeiloveandleaveyou)
“I know it seems like a million years ago we were together, but it wasn’t. Maybe you’re over it, maybe it doesn’t mean anything to you anymore. Maybe it never did but it meant a lot to me. You meant a lot to me. And you still do.”
— (via wordsandlyrics)
(via supeeerbby)
“If you’ve ever tried to fight tears on the bus ride home, and failed. If you’ve ever lied about why your eyes were glazed over, and you were believed. This one’s for you. If you’ve ever stopped listening to your favorite band because he liked them too. If you’ve ever hated a girl you didn’t know because he picked her over you. This one’s for you. If you’ve ever wished you were weak enough to cry in public. If you’ve ever constantly hid behind laughter and smiles. This one’s for you. If you’ve ever bit your lip to stop it from quivering. If you’ve ever walked with your eyes planted on the ground. This one’s for you. If you’ve ever stared into the darkness before sleep, trying to avoid the ‘what’s if’s’ and ‘if only’s’. If you’ve ever listened to totally different music, but ended up thinking about him anyway. This one’s for you. The girl who doesn’t get the guy. The girl who still lives her life to the fullest she can. The girl who gets up every day and doesn’t give up. This one’s for you, because it takes so much to be that strong.”
— (via wordsandlyrics)
(via supeeerbby)
Don’t I Know You…
It killed me when you walked past me, looking at me like you knew my face, but couldn’t figure out from where.
always, all ways.: I want a Tuesday kind of love. The sort of thing that involves little...
I want a Tuesday kind of love. The sort of thing that involves little dreaming and scheming; the sort of thing that comes paired with too-strong coffee and too-loud songbirds and the drone of the news at 6 a.m. or any time before the sky finds its identity, really. A Tuesday kind of love that…
(Source: dammitjulie)
Come Back
I keep catching myself hoping that some day you’ll come back, so I can laugh at you for thinking I’d let you.
