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Love quotesIt's really nice when you can just think about someone, and smile...
♥ Dear heart, I'm sorry that you beat to fast when he's there
Dear stomach, I'm sorry that you get butterflies when he smiles
but honestly it's not my fault ♥
I wish I was...
the one you give a jacket to when its cold,
the one you dont want to stop holding ,
the one you never want to leave,
the one you want another kiss from after 3,
the one your hands interlock with perfectly,
the one you love more than anything else,
the one you love that much right back,
the one you need.
I miss you a little,
I guess you could say,
a little too much,
a little too often,
and a little more each day.
He still doesn't know that all of those little hearts on my notebook are for him!
If I could reach up & grab a star for each time you made me smile the night sky would be in the palm of my hand.
where are you now
when i need you the most
why dont you take my hand
when i want to be close
the hardest thing to
30 sad quotesSad Quotes
~I don't run from you, I walk away slowly, and it kills me , 'cause you don't care enough to stop me.
~When you walk away, I count the steps that you take.
~"I love you" is eight letters long, but then again so is "bullshit".
~I wish I had saved all the tears you made me cry, so I could fucking drown you in them.
~Who do you turn to, when the only person in the world who can stop you from crying, is the one making you cry?
~I run in the rain, so that nobody can see my tears.
~Maybe when he broke my heart, he forgot I could feel.
~They say that loving you is my biggest mistake.
But how can it be wrong if it feels so right?
If I ever make a mistake,
It's not that I love you
It's thinking that someday you'll love me too.
~Giving up doesn't always mean you're weak, sometimes it just means that you're strong enough to let go.
~The saddest thing in the world, is loving someone who used to love you.
~Pain doesn't hurt when it's all you've ever felt.
~My heart was taken
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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