love don't live here

22 December 09

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Four years ago, when i was 18, i noticed that at night my front window is very reflective so i was pretending to dive in slow motion and shoot, dual pistol style. Suddenly a really hot girl walked past and i was startled and fell over. Embarrassed i waited for a bit and then stood up. As i stoop up i saw her slowly shooting an imaginary rifle from behind a car. We then proceeded to do this for 10 minutes until she did an extremely dramatic death. She wasn't getting up so i went outside to meet her. Once i got to where she was, there was nothing but a piece of paper with a mobile number on it. Today, we are getting married. MLIA

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“ You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view… Until you climb inside of his skin and walk around in it.

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When someone is gone from your life for a really long time, you start to forget stuff about them. Like, you forget what their voice sounded like, how they loved you so much and how everytime things went rough, they took two steps closer.

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thewordsilack:

so your father told you once

that you were his princess

you won’t see the castle;

you cannot find your prince.

~~now you’ve grown a lot,~~

your dresses don’t fit right..

your daddy’s not a hero;

he stole your chariot.

so here you are in pieces,

trying to prove to us it’s real.

the softness of your smile,

the lies you want to feel.

the scales beneath your skin

are showing off today;

there’s evil in your heart-

and it wants out to play.

~~there’s evil in your heart,~~

~~and it wants out to play.~~

and i’ve made a home here for me, don’t burn it down with your fantasy.