May 2010
May 28th
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May 28th
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May 28th
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I love Stich. I miss certain things.
May 28th
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May 27th
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May 27th
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Angel on my shoulder -- Kaskade →
May 27th
May 27th
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May 27th
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May 27th
May 26th
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May 26th
162 notes
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No trace of remorse.
I recognize your smell because of how you taste. You opened up your arms so that you could embrace. To let go, to replay. A message was sent clear, no trace of remorse. I sweep the background off my chest. I endorse the moments that I gained. I still play it like a movie, you played it like a game. To relive, to survive. I recognize your voice because of how you breathe. You opened up your heart...
May 24th
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May 24th
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May 24th
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“Sometimes… when you mature and lose the famous high expectations, it could...”
May 24th
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May 23rd
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May 23rd
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May 22nd
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May 22nd
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May 21st
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“Starting to believe. Act on it. More about compromising than complementing.”
May 21st
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May 21st
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May 21st
May 20th
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May 20th
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1 tag
May 20th
“[Chorus:] Control yourself Take only what you need from it _MGMT.”
May 19th
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May 19th
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May 19th
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May 19th
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May 18th
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May 18th
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May 18th
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May 18th
May 18th
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May 17th
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May 17th
May 13th
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Pillows
I love your pillows. Grounded is the bed in which I lay my body. My thoughts and soul dance around, what seems to be. Your dreams. The peace at pace as the time goes by. The smile is shy but there, as your breathing sings good-night. I love your pillows. Softness surrounded by warmth. There is comfort and room to grow, to fly, what seems to be. My mind.
May 13th
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May 12th
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May 12th
May 12th
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May 11th
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May 11th
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May 11th
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May 10th
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“I will drink your words, just like booze. Let’s see outcome.”
May 10th
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Take it or leave it
Life changes. Or is it we the ones that do? All that have an expiration date. Or is it we the ones that decide that? I would like to whisper warm words that, just like pixie-dust would wash it all away. I would like to hold your hand, just like I once did. I would like to tell you that everything will be ok, just like I once heard. Take my experiences and grow from it. Question yourself, Are...
May 10th
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May 7th