December 2009
124 posts
Death is when you go on to your rightful place, which is where they are. But, no...
her whisper laced with sobs and pain.
i miss my teeth
caseysurl:
inbetweenyourarms:
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inbetweenyourarms:
D:
DANI WHAT HAPPENED TO THEM!?
nooo haha i mean my fangs i guess i shoulda said that instead :)
lol i know what you meant!!
ooo :) well im at work and they are at home and i clearly couldnt wear them at work anyway ):
I’m dying, Ma… I’m dying, I’m dead right in front of...
I seem so numb…. But I still feel.
i got my camera :D
stop being selfish
Her love. My love. You love. You love her. You love her with your body, your...
To a well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.”
-AD
I once was loved
but lost it all
A simple friendship
can destroy...
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im so scared
kyle
it was totally quiet in last period class and i laughed and charlie goes wow beastly laugh.
kill me.
If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what...
– alice in wonderland (via catharlow)
i know that when Leah feels pain it goes deep into her soul.
– Lessons from a dead girl
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idiots
so um where is washington D.C.?
im not sure.. i think its near virgina
hmmmmmm
i feel like an idiot for not knowing
yea. thats why you are getting a D- in this class
i have gotten comments today
many about how i look depressed.. my teacher told me i look like an exocutiner
itsreptar:
I am sick of apologizing for things I don’t need to be sorry for.
my 9 year old brother is singing boom boom pow
D:
OMG
HUGE SALE AT JOANN FABRICS!!!!
I wish you needed me
calmdownatthedisco:
darkalleysandbadideas:
(via daniyel)
When patterns are broken, new worlds emerge.
For most of us, there is only the unattended
Moment, the moment in and out of...
– - The Dry Salvages, T. S. Eliot
in your pain, in the dark shattered pieces of yourself that’s all that remains...
He waited for the end of the world: and now he will wait for its rebirth, which...
We think of the key, each in his prison
Thinking of a key, each confirms a...
– - The Wasteland, T.S. Eliot
I feel trapped
(via wakemewithakiss)
You rule and we die and our ghosts scream in a world where no one hears them.
Midnight shakes the memory
As a madman shakes a dead geranium.
– T.S. Eliot, Rhapsody on a Windy Night