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"Love is like flowers, it starts off shy and quiet, with careful glances and blooming petals, then it grows until it's something big and wonderful and beautiful and everyone wants it, then one day it...
The way we are is not right, we shouldn't fight the way we do, or even think like we do at times..
I really don't care....
"At the end of the day there's another day dawning and the sun in the morning is waiting to rise. As the waves crash on the sand like a storm that will break any second.
The streets were ablaze by the tiny little lights they had put up in wintertime. That's when I first felt the warmth inside, that was left hollow by the coldness that summer brought.
Does it scare you to know how alone you really are?.
One thing I hate in life; lies..
do you think God ever gets sad like “what do you mean you don’t love yourself i worked so hard on you….” -tumblr.
I miss you :(.
"Words can be forgiven, but never forgotten.".
You say you care yet you're still involved with your ex?.
I don't want to talk to you because I know you're also talking to other girls...
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I think I'm drunk, but I'm sleeping in my bed- and underage, and can't be drunk Sometimes the world works - SOMETIMES, not this time.
It sums me up: Yellow(?) Got sensitive holes(?) and yellow (??) - double question mark-.
The only sensible way to love is to deprivate oneself from the herd of rationalness. © Ceyda Gundogan 2013. All rights reserved.
My legend stopped existing the day I started living. My perception of this revelation made you read this paper. © Ceyda Gundogan 2013. All rights reserved.
One thing I hate in life; lies..
"The best way to predict the future is to invent it." -Alan Key.
I make no complaint. I am a writer. I do not accept my condition; I will strive to change it; but I inhabit it, I am trying to learn from it. ~ Salman Rushdie.
He told me he didn't love me. Why do I loath over him. He has my heart in the palm of his hand. He drops it steps on it. My lungs are aching for air. I need you my sweet heart. You don't seem to care.
Hope to me is letting something go that you care so much for an you prey that one day that person will come back to you, could be a lover or losing a loved one an hope you meet again.
Don't be that guy that wakes up one day and says what have i done with my life, Don't be that guy that never expresses himself because of the way others react, Don't be that guy that lets others...
It does not to dwell on dreams and forget to live. We are only as strong as we are united, as weak as we are divided. ~ both from Albus Dumbledore (Harry Potter, obviously)..