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Fuck this. Fuck this post so much Do not tell me your best friend would not sit at your lunch table for three fucking days just staring blankly at your old seat wishing that you were there to fill the space with laughter.

Do not tell me your younger brother would not break down in the middle of class because you guys started talking about your favorite type of subject in school.

Do not tell me your mother would not stare into the mirror with trembling lips wishing she could be bringing you home from the hospital rather than having to escort you away in a casket to the nearest graveyard.

Do not tell me your father would not begin working the night shifts to distract himself of the silence at home because you’re not up until the ungodly hours of the night talking to what’s-his/her-face on the phone because you guys are so in love.

Do not tell me your boyfriend/girlfriend would not go into your room and put on the last hoodie you wore trying to desperately imprint your scent onto their skin so they never forget your smell.

Do not tell me your friends would not stare blankly at the gymnasium wall after the principal has announced your death to the entire school making no sound trying to convince themselves this is just another one of your impractical jokes.

Do NOT fucking TELL ME this bullshit line of how the stars would still appear the sun would still come out the earth would still rotate and the seasons will still change because without YOU you lil beautiful piece of human being none of these people will want ANY of that to happen

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“She is the brightest star on the darkest night because she understands how it feels to be lost She is the mountain that offers support and shelter because she understands what it means to be a survivor But she is also the ocean, pulling her waves back into herself as she rests between breaths- And she hopes that the world understands that even the sun must set to be able to rise.”

— Emina Gaspar-Vrana, She Is

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intro: singularity: drinking red wine from a penthouse suite, looking down at the busy streets and staring at the night skyline. the city that never sleeps.

fake love: climbing a mountain in the morning, but the paths are rough. rocks dig into your shoe, but you push onwards; the peak never seemed so far away.

the truth untold: listening to the man playing the piano at a restaurant. each press of his finger against the board sounds reminiscent of something you can’t quite remember.

134340: going on a road trip with no destination in mind, you just keep going. the sun is setting, but time drips like honey. you roll the window down, and the breeze beats itself gently across your face.

paradise: dancing with a partner you had just met at the bar. they dance in circles around you, and you barely keep up. the buzz in your bones pushes you on and on.

love maze: taking off in a plane, going to a place you had only read of in books. you know you’re going to get lost, but that’s part of the fun, isn’t it? 

magic shop: watching the ones you love succeeding all around you, all of their faces stretching with happiness. they take the last few steps up the podium, and the shutter of your camera resounds in the auditorium. everything is illuminant.

airplane pt 2: walking through a crowded night market somewhere in south america, the heat enveloping you in a semi-uncomfortable blanket. your lover takes you by the hand, a grin on their face dripping with mischief and adventure.

anpanman: dancing without any real rhythm, surrounded by friends. they laugh with you, watching as your arms flap around you like a bird. in that moment, you think that you could have reached the sky if you tried.

so what: meeting someone new in a place you have always called home, they take you by surprise with their unrelenting curiosity. they point and stare at things you had always called ordinary, and suddenly the world seems so big again.

outro: tear: walking through an abandoned building, and you are existing in a place that shouldn’t be real. everything is surreal and you feel the air force itself down your throat. there’s a sense of urgency where there shouldn’t be. something’s about to end.

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Most beautiful lyrics written by Alex Turner.

* Stop the world because I wanna get off with you

* With the exception of you I dislike everyone in the room

* Jealousy in technicolor

* Love by numbers

* Streetlight amber wonderlust

* And suddenly the sky is a scissor

* Your kiss it could put creases in the road

* And those other girls are just post mix lemonade

* Be cruel to me because I’m a fool for you

* I poured my aching heart into a pop song I couldn’t get the hang of poetry

* You’ve got that face that just says baby I was made to break your heart

* I’ve tried to ask you this in some daydreams that I’ve had but you’re always busy being make believe

* Do you look into a mirror to remind yourself you’re there or have somebody’s goodnight kisses got that covered

* When I’m not being honest I’ll pretend that you were just some lover

* I can’t think of anything to dream about

* Make a wish that weighs a tonne

* And the sky looks sticky

* Somebody told the stars your not coming out tonight and so they found a place to hide

* I saw you driving your Prius and even that was monstercoachesque

* Fools on parade

* She thinks she’s the one but she’s just one in 24

* He longs for you to long for him once more just once more

* You’ve never met before but still she greets you like a long lost rock and roll

* When you look at me like that my darling what did you expect

* I’d probably still adore you with your hands around my neck or I did last time I checked

* Not shy of a spark the knife twists at the thought that I might fall short of the mark

* Do me a favour and tell me to go away

* The day after you stole my heart everything I touched told me it would be better shared with you

* You’re hiding in my soup

* The photobooths a liar

* She’s been loop the looping around my mind

* She does what the night does to the day

* Ain’t got anything to lick without you baby

* Nothing seems to stick without you baby

* It’s like everyone’s a dick without you baby

* And I just don’t recognise this fool that you have made me oh I ain’t seen him for a while

* The idea that you existed all alongs ridiculous I don’t know what to say

* It’s love like a tongue in a nostril love like an ache in the jaw

* Slowly walking down the steps to where she would have been if only they were 17

* He thought that he’d learnt how to not get upset

* Meet me beneath the moon

* Don’t go too soon she went too soon

* Innocence and arrogance intwined in the filthiest of minds

* And she tried so hard to steer away from the meeting place but her heart had led her there

* She clings to his consciousness wherever he lays

* I’m sorry i met you darling I’m sorry i left you

* She’s waiting in his dreams to drag him back to the meeting place

* He’s crying out from the meeting place he stranded himself there

* The nights were mainly made for saying things that you can’t say tomorrow day

* Maybe i’m too busy being yours to fall for somebody new

* Been wondering if your hearts still open and if so I wanna know what time it shuts

* It’s just I’m constantly on the cusp of trying to kiss you

* And I elongated my lift home yeah I let him go the long way around I smelt your scent on the seat belt and kept my shortcuts to myself

* I’m beginning to think I imagined you all along

* Remember cuddles in the kitchen yeah to get things off the ground and it was up up and away oh but it’s right hard to remember that on a day like today when your all argumentative and you’ve got the face on

* And I can’t be arsed to carry on in this debate that reoccurs oh when you say I don’t care but ofc I do yeah I clearly do

* He’s got the feeling again this time on the airplane

* The thought of it makes you feel a bit ill

* Is wanting us to be around at 3

* I said I wasn’t sad to see her go yeah but I’m only pretending you know

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“Estamos jugando con fuego, y lo malo es que a mi me está gustando el juego.”

— Kelmitt - Otra Vez.

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“Ich wollte nur sagen, dass ich auch will, wenn du wieder willst.”

— Bausa

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Fall in love with someone who tastes like adventure but looks like the calm, beautiful morning after a terrible storm.

Nikita Gill (via quotemadness)

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Worst feeling in the world is knowing you did the best you could, and it still wasn’t good enough.

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Es gibt Menschen, die brechen dir 100 Mal das Herz und tun am Ende so, als wären sie diejenigen die verletzt wurden.

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giving love is not a waste

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Und sage zu allen, dass ich dich nicht vermiss’, obwohl ich so Angst hab’, dass du mich vergisst.

Metrickz (via deutschrap-zitate)

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Someone told me there’s a girl out there with love in her eyes and flowers in her hair

Led Zeppelin, Going To California

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my needs:

1. sleep

2. money

3. you

4. sleep with you

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„.. Wir sind keine Freunde, wir sind auch kein Paar. Wir sind irgendwas dazwischen, was wir dennoch nie waren. ..“

Aus dem Text „du“ - Antonia Schories @antoniaschories

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Denn am Ende des Tages sind die echten Freunde unter hunderttausend nur zwei, drei Leute.

SDP - Echte Freunde (ft. Prinz Pi)

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Und wenn ich eins gelernt habe, dann, dass echte Freunde selten sind.

(via noprxncess)