super-huz-72

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Hold myself up and love my scars!

Lost in the echo - Linkin park

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Maybe not talking at all is the best talk i can have with her.

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No one is meant to stay, no one is to wait back. But if someone remains with you, it is either because you value them or they value you.

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You can’t mend if you don’t know what’s to break!

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I am very good with the dark. It's the light that I fear.

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Death

Hold my hand I am falling down Don’t expect me to come up for I will drown. My lungs have worn out there is no air left to breath Save me from the summer and give me a breeze.

My strength is falling apart I am shattering every moment, The garden has been chewed upon by some rodent. My chest burns like a flame in the core of a fire I see them shattering before me my every desire.

Hold my hand and help me get up For I’ve fallen bad enough not to be able to get up. Just come and hold me my foundation is shaking, Don’t let it fall for the building is breaking.

There’s darkness everywhere my eyes are drying out, I see no light to show me the way out. I see no well to drink water from, My eyes have shut themselves to let out any water from.

There’s no one around, someone please come, I feel scary, someone please come. I need your help, someone please come, I feel lonely, someone please come.

Where can I go and empty myself? Where will I go to shelter myself! When will I get to see happiness myself? Or will I just keep wandering all by myself!

I don’t want anything, just let me cry, Just sit with me and never leave by. Just sit with me and bear trouble for a while, For I have I have pains to weep as large as the nile.

Please tell me that this will end, The pain will go and the tears will end. Though you will remain, your company will never end, Hand in hand our lives will end

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Every night when I go to sleep, I think of all the good things in my life. No wonder why I see a glimpse of you every time I do so.

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Death

Hold my hand I am falling down Don’t expect me to come up for I will drown. My lungs have worn out there is no air left to breath Save me from the summer and give me a breeze.   My strength is falling apart I am shattering every moment, The garden has been chewed upon by some rodent. My chest burns like a flame in the core of a fire I see them shattering before me my every desire.   Hold my hand and help me get up For I’ve fallen bad enough not to be able to get up. Just come and hold me my foundation is shaking, Don’t let it fall for the building is breaking.   There’s darkness everywhere my eyes are drying out, I see no light to show me the way out. I see no well to drink water from, My eyes have shut themselves to let out any water from.   There’s no one around, someone please come, I feel scary, someone please come. I need your help, someone please come, I feel lonely, someone please come.   Where can I go and empty myself? Where will I go to shelter myself! When will I get to see happiness myself? Or will I just keep wandering all by myself!   I don’t want anything, just let me cry, Just sit with me and never leave by. Just sit with me and bear trouble for a while, For I have I have pains to weep as large as the nile.   Please tell me that this will end, The pain will go and the tears will end. Though you will remain, your company will never end, Hand in hand our lives will end

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A flood of emotions rushes into me. Pain and anger. Sadness and pity. But most surprising of all, hope.

Jay Asher, Thirteen Reasons Why (via theliteraryjournals)

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It's hard to stay back when all you would want is to end everything and run away somewhere far forever.

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I have a lot to tell, a lot to confess. Thousands of thoughts and several desires. Many untold stories to narrate, lots of incomplete talks to finish. But then in the end I feel its not worth saying any of it, for it won't change nothing. All the effort seems a waste in the end.

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Age appears to be best in four things; old wood best to burn, old wine to drink, old friends to trust, and old authors to read.

Francis Bacon (via fyp-philosophy)

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Confidence isn't not being like anyone, confidence is no one being like you.

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I miss you everyday, every moment, at the begginning of every night. How much more could I to miss you!

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When a man doesn't get the love of his very own, you wouldn't find him crying over not getting something that he had wished for.