Love locked down
And I continue to write the love story..

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Love is the most beautiful thing, and the most painful thing. When you use 100% of your heart and 0% of your head. It’s love when you stopped being logical. It’s love when you can forgive and forget what a person did to you. It’s love when no matter how he hurt and made you cry, you still continue to love him. It’s love when you don’t carry a grudge in your heart. Love is selfless. Love is, when you’re willing to die for the person. It’s truly unconditional.
24 Apr 2012 @ 1:48am ♥
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Things I’m good at:

  • Being jealous
  • Pushing people away
  • Getting attached so easily
  • Expecting too much/getting my hopes up
  • Getting embarrassed easily
  • Liking people that will never like me back
  • Fucking things up
  • Spending all my money on shit I don’t need
  • Being the clumsiest person alive
  • Knowing that something makes me sad, but thinking about it everyday anyways
  • Having negative thoughts
  • Sleeping
  • Crying for no reason
  • Smiling and pretending I’m fine
  • Being awkward and unappealing
  • Getting emotional over nothing


23 Apr 2012 @ 11:51pm ♥
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Things I’ve learned in life:

1. Happy endings are for fairy tales. 2. Love is a word that gets thrown around and can cause great pain. 3. Promises are meant to be broken. 4. People change. 5. Hopes and dreams are just wishful thinking. 6. You may find the person of your dreams but chances are they’ve already found theirs. 7. Never listen to anyone. 8. People kill people, not guns. 9. Life is never fair. 10. After all the bullsh** is over, you die.


25 Mar 2012 @ 2:33am ♥
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Why do I even bother to expect a call from you, expect a message from you, expect anything from you. Even when I know in the back of my mind that you aren’t. I still constantly check my phone for your calls and text, and look at the messages to see if maybe just maybe you thought about leaving me something there. All I do is disappoint myself, sometimes I walk away from my phone leaving it for an hour or two feeling big and bad like a boss not giving two fucks but then after all that I run to my phone with a smile on my face with that deceiving feeling of knowing that you either called or texted, only just to find myself with a frown and a reason to keep my head down. It’s almost like I have my back turned walking the opposite direction from you, but my little big heart pulls my shirt trying to stop me and tell me that I’m not doing the right thing. I don’t really know what I’m doing from this point on, I’m kind of incomplete without you. and its too late for me now to turn back from this feelings..
25 Jan 2012 @ 3:01pm ♥
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..And he goes to bed fine while she goes falling to pieces.


24 Jan 2012 @ 2:27am ♥
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Sometimes, you act like everything’s ” Alright” on your worst possible days..You tell yourself that “You’re fine” when inside you feel like you can’t take it anymore, you feel like breaking down and no matter how many times you tell yourself that you’re okay, you know that it’s just a lie that you just simply tell yourself to hide the pain. No matter how hurt you feel, no one will know because you’re afraid to show how you actually feel inside, you’re afraid that in the eyes others they will judge you and consider you weak. Your thoughts consume your mind and act like poison, mentally and physically wearing you down. People see what you choose to show them, but behind those eyes and that fake smile is a pain they will never know unless they took a step in your shoes. So simply, you just put on that smile and act as if everything is okay in the presence of others…


24 Jan 2012 @ 2:20am ♥
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It’s hard to love someone who’s in love with someone else, you have to ignore the pain and swallow your pride. Just to be a friend…
22 Jan 2012 @ 1:12am ♥ 7 Notes
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“it’s hard when you know you shouldn’t hold on and yet you’re too in love to let go.”
22 Jan 2012 @ 1:10am ♥
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I know you don’t love me the way I love you, so I lie to myself that’s it’s okay, so you can be happy and we can be friends, because that’s all, we’ll ever be. But I know years from now when you invite me to your wedding, I’ll still love you the way I love you now.


21 Jan 2012 @ 10:21pm ♥
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I think being taken for granted by someone you love is perhaps the worst kind of emotional pain you can feel. You can be his best friend, his confidante and the person he misses the most and yet it means nothing when you’re in a room full of people. In a room full of strangers, you’re the least important no matter how hard you f*cking try. You want to create a doorway between both of your lives, a passage that allows you both to feel included and wanted in the separate lives you lead in your day-to-day. You want him to know that as the day settles and the room empties, you know him better than most and love him more than any could. You want him to notice you. But that doesn’t happen. It can’t be happen. And then the pain hits.
21 Jan 2012 @ 10:06pm ♥
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“My most difficult struggle is the battle between my heart and my head. Both think they know the truth, both give convincing proposals, and both are fighting for control over me. How can you feel more lonely than when you’re by yourself? When yourself is split in two, and when the halves are in constant conflict with one another. When you constantly feel like half a person, and you’re not sure which half is the good half and which half is the bad half. That is loneliness. That is depression.”
9 Jan 2012 @ 3:18pm ♥ 6 Notes
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If you love your dad, repost this. One boy didn’t and his dad died 4 days later.


Don’t fucking touch my daddy.

I’m not risking my dad’s life

(Source: wivves)


18 Dec 2011 @ 11:53pm ♥ 211348 Notes
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One of the worst things in the world is when someone makes you feel that there’s a chance, when in fact there is none


18 Dec 2011 @ 10:42pm ♥ 1 Notes
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Sometimes there is a pain in being the one who always remember.
18 Dec 2011 @ 10:14pm ♥
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The moment when you want to cry but no tears are coming, and the horrible burning you get in your eyes.


18 Dec 2011 @ 10:12pm ♥ 2 Notes
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