It's when the brain let the heart speak, that we must be afraid
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Dear best friend,
Hi, I know we speak a lot. We basically speak about everything and sometimes we forget to remember ourselves how much we love love each other.
So here I am ready to remind you that that you're the most important person in my life.
You're the one who made me wanna live again. The one who makes me smile every single day just by being here. And I'm sorry if sometimes when I'm actually really down you go down with me. I don't know what kind of relationship we will have in the future. But I know that I don't wanna leave you. I could have a 100 partners in my life and you'll see all of them walk away. Cause no matter what you'll be there. We've been through fire together, we were drowning together and we're sill alive. How could I ever leave you?
You know me too well don't you? You know I'm that kind of person who talks to everyone and in the end doesn't have any friend. Cause when it's get personal, you're the only one I wanna talk to.
I'm sorry, if a day I'll do something stupid and you're gonna leave me. Think you'll do it only if I deserve it. So, even if it will be hard, and maybe you won't ever wanna talk to me again. I'll try. I'll try to be a better person. For you. Who were like my angel.
I can't forget who saved my life without noticing it.
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When I was 5 my dream was to become an actress. I loved playing characters and pretend to be someone else. Now I'm depressed. And I pretend to who I was. Think it's a good way to start my career...
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When I was 6 I thought that every person who have died became a star, and the moon was protecting them. Every night, I said "goodnight every one".
Now I wish to become one of those and have a little girl saying goodnight to me
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Does it hurt when someone tell you that you're worthless?? Does it hurt when they ask you what you do all day and they say "nothing as always?".
Does it hurt?
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Sooo I just wanted to share this part of my book that I really enjoy! The book is a really complex story so let me know if you want a full version of it ^^ here is the text :
... The gun was pointing at her old childhood friend, her arm was shaking while holding the weapon. "I'm gonna kill you!" Hestia was repeating to herself with a loud voice. The guy instead was still laying on the ground, he already knew how things would turn out, moving would not have changed things. He was starting at her with her Grey eyes, there was no pain in them not even hate, just love. He was smiling at the most important person who in that moment was pointing a gun to his face. Both knew that there would be no shot. She loved him as he loved her and she wasn't able to shot at him. They stayed like this for a while but then fever took the top of her. She wasn't able to stand anymore and she fainted her last words before that was "I hate it". Lir was ready to caught her, never in his life he thought about being in that kind of situation. Outside millions of peoples were waiting him outside ready to shoot him down but otherwise those people were the only one who could save Hestia life. He took her in his arms and carried her to the entrance where millions of individuals were waiting for him with guns in hand. Then he saw a familiar face. The guys who was wearing a mask were one of his old friends too. He was leading the others and with one movement of his hand every gun went down. Lir smiled at his old friend and let the body of the girl on the ground before lefing the scene as if he were wind
Actually English isnt my first language soo if there's some mistakes please tell me >~<
Love ya'
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This is one of the nights I can't sleep, in those nights my head just reminds me what a horrible person I am. It reminds me of all the things I should have done, say. Make me feel useless like a broken glass on the ground. But the big difference from me and that glass is that in the past he had a fonction, me instead I was jut born as a broken glass. "Life isn't made for me" that's what my head keeps saying to my louder and LOUDER. Somehow there's sill a little part of my body that think that I am not useless... She fights every day to keep me alive. That's reminds me how sometimes small things keep u alive in a world made of monsters.
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There's people who follow their heart.
Other follow their brain.
I follow both.
Cause my brain is fucked up so my heart choose and my brain make it crazier.
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Remember those times were you wanted to jump off? Those makes you stronger
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Loving you is the only thing that keeps me alive
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I'm working hard to make sure you get all the feelings I have for you.
So don't forget that it takes time to a flower to bloom but the result is always beautiful.
And my feelings are blooming to make sure you'll love me as you never loved someone else
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I'm dead inside
Just no-one has noticed it yet
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I'm just looking for a safe place. A place where I can finally feel home.
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I love you so much that even all the words in the world can't describe how I feel about you
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It's when your brain let your heart speak that you must be scared
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I've lost count of the times I said "I'm fine * when I was not
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This was the way we had to finish : empty bottles and broken glasses.
This was the way everyone will remember us : two lovers who holds each other's hands.
We've never been something else for them.
We've been victims of love and he has killed us. But us, who ended up for eternity, have took our destiny and made it art.
Neither the walls of this city could have guessed that we would go so far. But we did it, we went on fire so everyone has known who we were
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I saw into your eyes the beauty of a millions stars. But stars can fade, stars can explode, and the eyes I saw in that moment were exploding. A beautiful explosion of emotions. Nobody has saw those eyes the way I saw them, cause after, you closed them and never reopen them. I'm proud of those eyes. The eyes of a warrior, the eyes of a woman who fought for her life
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