Truth
“But the most beautiful things in life are just not things. They’re people and places, memories and pictures. They’re feeling and moments and smiles and laughter.”
— Unknown
I'll always remember sweetness over pain it's light an love for me that remains
““It’s so hard to forget pain, but it’s even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.” - Chuck Palahniuk”
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Same feels, different days .. 😪
I crave a full heart
Hands free from Me 🖤💔 ...
Lips to leave imprints
she'll walk through your heart before you've got time to grasp, in that very moment owning your ass
letting you lead she watches your march, reading your steps like her new formed art
running your fastest only to tire no point to hide she'll still see you there even in ur darkest ,I'll give by now she knows me well a fantastic artist
rolling you out tired an sore druged up on her love now sure to withdraw
you hurt from that fall just your own echo on call an those words left sure to play on repeat ,fell so hard that forest of love its so deep
Now to be no more then spiritual love it's still there just flouts silently until it hits vibrations an message bank above
For now thanks I'll send you message each week, it won't be simple no youll have to seek
Later sending a sweet whisper in the breeze, sometimes still kind small things that will put you at eeze
this big beautiful thing called heart its no longer yours now hers to keep, it shall help our link see she'll still visit by dream that's where I've learnt best place to seek
❤ This way, as we bed an wake there next mine her head will still lay
🌷that flowers still blooming 🌸
The truth is in the openening of the 3rd eye while closing the others 2
“The answer is dreams. Dreaming on and on. Entering the world of dreams and never coming out. Living in dreams for the rest of time.”
— Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart
3 years ago today you loved me .. 💔cheers snap memories 😅🙃
Something like that ...
Hands free from Me 🖤💔 ...
Lips to leave imprints
she'll walk through your heart before you've got time to grasp, in that very moment owning your ass
letting you lead she watches your march, reading your steps like her new formed art
running your fastest only to tire no point to hide she'll still see you there even in ur darkest ,I'll give by now she knows me well a fantastic artist
rolling you out tired an sore druged up on her love now sure to withdraw
you hurt from that fall just your own echo on call an those words left sure to play on repeat ,fell so hard that forest of love its so deep
Now to be no more then spiritual love it's still there just flouts silently until it hits vibrations an message bank above
For now thanks I'll send you message each week, it won't be simple no youll have to seek
Later sending a sweet whisper in the breeze, sometimes still kind small things that will put you at eeze
this big beautiful thing called heart its no longer yours now hers to keep, it shall help our link see she'll still visit by dream that's where I've learnt best place to seek
❤ This way, as we bed an wake there next mine her head will still lay
🌷that flowers still blooming 🌸
When the artist on Insta that drew the art of your inspired tattoo, shares his work wich now happens to be on your arm 🖤 winning
Your my something pretty , only thing is I lost you
pffft to a guy yckkkk ,warghhhh 🙃
Whatever secret scrap book , I really should be ova you like forever ago 😅
tumblr is my scrapbook, i find something pretty i want to look at later and i glue it to a page . like yesssss you are my little memory forever to look at lovingly
Lol when we broke down on side of the road in the out back an had to camp an use your new nice candle had just gotten for Xmas.. next morning had reset full of bugs top to bottom bugs 😅😂😅😂😂😂🌠
want to fall asleep under the stars(no bugs)