Poetry.

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savisintheclouds:

I literally felt like I did not have a choice.

Robin Williams says reblog, you reblog. 

…okay.

did i even really have a choice?

okay robin williams

i hesitated for a second and then considered the repercussions

just gonna reblog…

okk

we love you Robin

Goodbye Robin.

Rest in the sweetest peace, love.

Life is like a blur right now
I am feeling every emotion
Good and bad at the same time
Leaving me vulnerable

When I was a baby,
I wrote of vomit, rattles and cribs
when I was a child,
I wrote of my nemesis, the slide and my parents
when I was in the third grade,
I wrote of the cute boy who sat with me during recess, my frustrations with math and the toys
stacked high up by my neighbor’s window
when I was in middle school,
I wrote of my obsession with blood, the girl I
loved and my hatred for my parents
when I was in college,
I stopped writing because I found
comfort in drinks and touching

now, I do not write
I only hurl out words and
crudely tie them together with the
strings of my sanity (or lack of it)

The Writer’s Life (via pennilesspoet)

Incomplete

I don’t know

What to say to you anymore

We were us always looking

At the world around us

Seeing how incomplete

It was but now

We are part of that

Incompleteness

I tell you that through

Messages you never read

No one has ever made me feel so lost

Why would you do that to me

It was love that I shared for you

But you never loved me

You was in my life to mess up

The order I had everything in

You could have left me

As I was…

Innocent

Now I am no longer

Innocent but

Incomplete

gang0fwolves:

when a bunch of your favorite artists release new music at the same time

zodiaccity:

Romantic thoughts of a Capricorn….

True

zodiaccity:

Romantic thoughts of a Capricorn….

True

Mission Accomplished

I was reaching for the stars

When you were reaching for my heart

I landed on the moon

When took my heart

I became weightless and cold

Because I let you do such an evil thing

But before I suffocated I remembered

The words you told me

Mission Accomplished

g3nies:

ajnerdess:

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lexandrochka-10:

The last day of Harry Potter.

MY HEART.

Saddest point in film history ever

I had to reblog this… I just had to. Harry Potter was all I had growing up :/