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mintchip: SHAKE THAT ASH

Wed, 02 Dec 2009 20:22:23 +0800

mintchip:

SHAKE THAT ASH

thehottest: dannybellz: an old fav of mine and emags. samaire...

Wed, 02 Dec 2009 20:21:27 +0800

thehottest:

dannybellz:

an old fav of mine and emags.

samaire armstrong! :P

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Wed, 02 Dec 2009 19:56:24 +0800

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Wed, 02 Dec 2009 19:56:20 +0800

poeticheartache:

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Wed, 02 Dec 2009 19:55:44 +0800

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12942.) Reading our old msn conversations are much more interesting than fanfics. It gives me hope that one day we'll have a picture perfect romance for our own storyline. =)

Wed, 02 Dec 2009 19:54:24 +0800

poeticheartache:

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"Forget me not’ I whisper softly, Surely, Now I have gone The memory lingers Soft touch of my..."

Wed, 25 Nov 2009 11:28:21 +0800

“Forget me not’
I whisper softly,
Surely,
Now I have gone
The memory lingers
Soft touch of my fingers,
On your life and soul
Forget me not’
I say to you,
Have faith,
Through times of pain
Through years of strife,
Dispose of the knife
That cuts you so
Forget, me not’
For I am here
Loving,
Gentle,
Kind, my dear
By your side forever
Watching, helping,
I endeavor
To keep you safe, from harm.
And when the time comes
For you to move on,
Ill watch from a distant
But, never be completely gone,
Forget me not
For you,
I have never forgotten.’”

- by L D Redmond

"When you hear the wind whisper in the willows, know it is me telling you that I love you. When you..."

Wed, 25 Nov 2009 11:15:00 +0800

“When you hear the wind whisper in the willows, know it is me telling you that I love you.
When you see the leaves dancing on the ground in the fall, know it is me walking beside you.
When you reach out to feel the snow falling gently in the winter, know it is me holding your hand.
When you see the mist of the first spring rain, know it is me crying because I am without you.
When you feel the warm summer sun shining on your face, know it is me kissing you on the cheek.
When you feel the cool crisp waves of the ocean crashing over you, know it is me holding you in a tight embrace.
When you graduate from school and you hear applauds from the crowd, know it is me telling you I am proud of you.
When you get married and you are standing beside your one true love, know it is me giving you my blessing.
When you buy your first house together, know it is me residing in your heart.
When you hear the cries of your first born child, know it is me bellowing to be let into your soul.
And when you hold that child in your arms for the first time, know it is me thinking of you and how I vowed then and there to love you always no matter what.
Know that no matter where you go, what you do or what is spoken to you, that feeling, that promise is something no one can ever take away from you.”

- by Lisa Jean

I still can't absorb

Tue, 24 Nov 2009 11:43:27 +0800

staree:

-omgrawr:

The thought that this is happening.
I thought this would take longer,
but then I was wrong.

I believe you so much that
I thought that your feelings for me are getting stronger everyday as I am to you.

It’s just sad that I’m getting the feeling that this will end soon.
But that doesn’t mean I’m giving up.
Only you could make that happen.
Not me, cause I have no plans on doing it.
And I’m stupid enough for taking this for so long.

If I didn’t care too much,
I already let go a long time ago.

But I still have faith in us.
I’m not giving you up so easily.

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Thu, 19 Nov 2009 00:41:36 +0800

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"Sometimes when things happen, you just know you’re making a memory. You know that it’s something..."

Thu, 19 Nov 2009 00:39:13 +0800

“Sometimes when things happen, you just know you’re making a memory. You know that it’s something you’ll never forget. Other times, when you least expect it, the smallest thing will remind you of something or someone. Those are the memories that make remembering worthwhile because those are the ones, however spontaneous, that make you really smile at the way things used to be.”

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Thu, 19 Nov 2009 00:39:09 +0800

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If everything happened when and how we wanted it to, nothing would be worth waiting for.

Thu, 19 Nov 2009 00:39:06 +0800

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poeticheartache: lovebot: lovebot misses you

Thu, 12 Nov 2009 15:31:43 +0800

poeticheartache:

lovebot:

lovebot misses you

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Thu, 12 Nov 2009 15:31:39 +0800

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"I am empty. I am lonely. I can be surrounded by volumes and volumes of people, just to find that I..."

Mon, 09 Nov 2009 23:25:30 +0800

“I am empty. I am lonely. I can be surrounded by volumes and volumes of people, just to find that I fit nowhere within their assemblies. I want something to look forward to, someone to look forward to. Instead of distracting myself with games in my mind.”

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imy.

They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them but then an entire life to forget them.

Mon, 09 Nov 2009 23:23:07 +0800

enochlophobic:

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Or an entire lifetime to find a special person, every second of your life to appreciate them, an endless string of days and sleepless nights loving them, but never, will you forget them.

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Mon, 09 Nov 2009 23:21:31 +0800

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enochlophobic: iwantyoursoda: casimirpulaskiday: (via...

Mon, 09 Nov 2009 23:20:24 +0800

enochlophobic:

iwantyoursoda:

casimirpulaskiday:

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DAPHNE LOVES DERBY - Midnight Highway
Mon, 09 Nov 2009 23:11:00 +0800

Your bitter goodbye is ringing through this quiet night,
This idle hour just wont pass.
I’ve never missed you this much, never thought I would,
Didn’t think you’d feel so far away.
Your summer perfume is still blowing through this hallway,
Autumn’s amber red shadows dance.
I miss our midnight rides, on highway 18,
18 is gone.

So go past the lights and all the excuses.
You could have left, sincerely yours.
Don’t you think it’s obvious that I want to say more?
But anything too daring to say to you,
Will be said in this letter, then burned away,
So you never realize, I’m here.

I’m thinking of your vague reply,
So I can understand,
Why we put this at rest,
Why we forget to,
Say that we were leaving,
And say that we were sorry,
The past remains unspoken,
As this vacant night is dying.

But I still miss your summer perfume.
This cold air brings in such a distance to us,
Such a painful distance.
But I’m still waiting for you to say, you hate me now,
So I don’t have too.
Hold on to this burning heart,
This burning heart is getting old,
It’s getting old.
While sitting on this cold kitchen floor,
Head down to hide the tears,
I’ve realized, I’ve finally realized,
That you were never,
You were never meant, for me.