I Am The Protagonist Of My Own Story. 

I am the protagonist of my own story. 

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8 years ago

Here I am; writing about you again. I thought that after a year I would either be with you or over you. But here I am at the same place I was last year, school is coming to an end for the year and I’m stuck thinking about how much time is going to pass before I see you again.

You have somehow become a constant in my life, and you don’t  even know it.  (via crashingwaves-burningsouls)

8 years ago

I like messy people; people who don’t fit in a box or stay between the lines, but whose integrity is greater than any rule book and whose loyalty is stronger than blood.

Jim Wern (via observando)

9 years ago
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9 years ago

If she writes, don’t date her. A woman who writes will pay attention to the small details, the little moments. She will start to memorize the curves of your shoulders and the crescents of your collarbones, the way your words hopscotch side to side when you’re nervous and melt together when pronouncing her name. She will see everything through the lenses of metaphors, analogies, and comparisons- saying things like how her coffee that morning reminded her of your eyes, or how she heard a song on the radio that reminded her of the first time you told her you loved her. And she’ll write, write, write. That’ll be what you like most about her. Although there will be nights you wake up at 3am to an empty spot on the bed, you’ll know it’s because she’s writing about how beautiful you looked with your eyes closed. Do not date a woman who writes, because she will understand how to read between the lines. She’ll notice the way you lick your lips when you lie and the way your finger twitches when you feel guilty. She would have read enough books to know where this plot is heading, and so when the relationship ends, you’ll be left with nothing while she will at least be left with the cruel inspiration of heartbreak. Those beautiful love poems she used to keep stashed away in your pillowcase will become replaced with toxic words and heartbroken verses. She’ll write about how your mouth began to taste like deceit and your love began to feel like lies. You’ll go from being her cure to being the poison in her veins. She will live on forever as someone who saw the world as colors and details, while you’ll live forever on as just the boy who broke her heart many years ago.

A.F // Excerpt of a book I’ll never write #75 (via her-minds-a-mess)

I am the writer and this is so true.

(via namedrop-natalie)

Fml I’m the writer that does this to girls.

(via yourxchinaxdoll)

Also the writer and I can confirm we do this

(via kmlind4)

Wooo, I’m relatable!!!

(via her-minds-a-mess)

8 years ago

the fact that vincent van gogh was deeply sad and yet he still found the courage to paint the most beautiful, richly colored paintings never fails to amaze me. it reminds me that despite the sadness in our hearts and the weight of the world, there is beauty and life too.

9 years ago
It Is Like Watching The Future From The Present Location.

It is like watching the future from the present location.

7 years ago
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