When the thought of you coming to me is presented, all I can do is smile. I smile because you are all I want. You are all I need. My love, my sweet sky. My moon and my star. I hope that one day, maybe, perhaps, you decide that it’s time to come to me. <3
"That is part of the beauty of literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you're not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong." - F. Scott Fitzgerald
lunes, 9 de marzo de 2015
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Sometimes my sadness feels too heavy that I forget how to breath and fake a smile.
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"Shut up; shut up; shut up." she said, with tears forming in her eyes. "Why?, I´m just saying the truth. I don´t understand...
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I don't know why I feel this way? I mean everything I ever wanted is becoming a reality, besides there isn't a real, concrete explan...
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CHAOS doesn't´t surround me I am CHAOS.
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