A Bird Singing To Her Own Tune

There was a point in time when I was a part of something truly amazing. Now I'm trying to find my way back into something just as meaningful.



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I don’t need to write some long paragraph comparing your eyes to stars, or string together sentences about how your touch makes me shiver. Our love was fucking poetic before I messily scribbled down one word about you. I loved you with every bone in my entire fucking body and if that isn’t poetry, I don’t know what is. journal entry (H.S)

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joshpeck:

listening to sad music and wallowing in self pity at 3 am wasn’t really how i pictured my life to be yet here i am doing it every day

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iraffiruse:

WHO DIDN’T PUT THEIR TRAY-TABLE UP?

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