the world escapes through the parting of your selfish words
never ever wanted to remember never ever wanted to remember
this or you i held myself accountable for never ever wanted to remember
never ever wanted to remember

where are your guts to fly, soaring through, through the night
and if you take that last step i'll follow you
leave the edge and fly
we're finally alive

she said let's change our luck this night is all we've got drive fast until we crash this dead end life
sweet dreams that won't come true i'd leave it all for you brick walls keep closing in let's make a run tonight.

love, actually.

'it's the happiest part of my day - driving you home.'
'it's the saddest part of my day - leaving you.'

day one hundred and nineteen.

and babe, i'd run with you forever.

blinded by the lights hold you through forever
never let you go

our hopes and expectations, black holes and revelations

with heavy lidded eyes, your mask a disguise, the life full of lies and then u left me

cause if you jump i will jump too, we will fall together

PostSecret.

one day you're going to crash into this wall you've built.

nothing of me is original. i am a combination of the combined effort of every person i've ever known.

well sorry for having flaws that i dont work on all the time!

'beautiful city. population, you.'

you are a book, written in ten different languages
all of them beautiful
none of them
I can understand.

that girl is untouchable, she belongs to someone else

this is noah and marie. they have been together for a year and a half. they have been in love for a year and five months. marie is going to watch the sunset with noah tonight. noah has bought marie a ring. he knows tonight is their night and his hands are shaking with excitement and nerves. marie tastes worry in his kiss and asks him what is wrong. he gets on one knee and tells marie she is the most important person to him in the whole world. tears appear in his eyes and he explains he knows they are young but he can't live another day without knowing she is his.
marie says yes.


all of that was a figment of our imagination.
now, do you want the truth? or something beautiful.

i did everything right for someone who does EVERYTHING wrong.

happy 2010.
may perfection, dirty or otherwise
follow you
wherever you may
go.

i've got to tell you something. i've just got to - fuck. i've just got to get it off my chest.
i love you. that's it. everything and anything i could tell you. i just really love you.
what do you love about me? she asked
he sat there and thought.
he said, i love your gentle hands. i love the smell of your hair. i love the curve of your lips. i love when we walk down the street, and you hold my hand and lift it and kiss it. i love the loud, childish laugh you have. i love the quiet way you fix the world. and mostly...mostly i love that you chose me.
she smiled.
i love you too.

'i'm horrible, i'm awful, i know.' 'you are horrible. and yes, you are awful.'
'but i'm horribly, awfully in love with you.'

dreams that glitter xo

the lost art of murder, where blood is beautiful and love is a dirty word

sometimes very ugly things are very, very beautiful

sometimes, to get somebody that you love back you have to lose them.
its when they see how hard youll fight to get them back, they know
the love is
real