

11. Memory11. Memory11. Memory
It's like my mind is a ghost town: deserted, desolate, and demolished. There are tumbleweeds in my heart, which proves I can still feel - but it's a vague, detached feeling that doesn't fully exist. It's evanescent, like the steam in the mirror where I used to write your initials with my finger or the iridescence of the sunrise when I used to imagine waking up next to you. It's nothing more than a dull, persistent aching of the heart; a scar on the soul that never really heals. It's bearable, something I can endure, for it's not always there.
It's only there when I think about you.


Sounds of SummerThere was nothing like awakening alone, to the cold, familiar emptiness that had taken the place of the life you once knew and might have had. When it was all you had left you learned to love it, to embrace it as you would a loved one and whisper "good morning" just like you might to the man lying by your side.Sounds of Summer
Emptiness couldn't smile though or return the sentiment she tried so desperately to form, afraid that if she wasn't at least courteous to it, it would run away and leave her like the rest of the world had. It would take whatever sanity she had left and the rotted pieces of her heart without any regret, saying perhaps that


Dearest Sister -Dearest sister -Dearest Sister -
though at times you are like a blister I'm glad that you are there to care, to share, to breathe this air - Through all the good times, all the bad, you've been there to make me mad and to make me unsad. So on your eighteenth birthday here's hoping that it's good! And lots of birthday wishes to the one who makes my life oh-so-fun
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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i'm not afraid to die. but i'm afraid to dry./
"Je ne suis pas daccord avec ce que vous dites, mais je me
battrai jusqu? la mort pour que vous ayez le droit de le dire"
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i'm not afraid to die. but i'm afraid to dry./
"Je ne suis pas daccord avec ce que vous dites, mais je me
battrai jusqu? la mort pour que vous ayez le droit de le dire"
i hope you come back to visit
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my stock account
My Daily Deviation!
disregard that
i ment this one
Thank you so much for the favorite on The Kill!
im sorryy!!!
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my stock account
My Daily Deviation!
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It's nobody's business what's in my cup, what's in your cup, what's in their cup. It's your cup, drink it. Fuck you, and whatever was in my cup, I'm going to keep drinking it. Suck my dick, and my cup. - Lil Wayne
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Be Naughty....
Save Santa a Visit
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'!everybody knows that life can be wonderful!'
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