Do You Regret The Late Nights Out? The Ache In Your Chest That You Can’t Place Anymore But Know Is

Just when I think I'm over it I'm not. I don't feel anything for you until I see your smile. God that smile. I'm not over you, but I'll pretend I am. I'll pretend I'm fine. I'll pretend that I'm alright, but I'm not.

I'm such an idiot

They say you can get lost in someone’s eyes, but I look into yours and I can find my way out. You must have sold your soul to the devil because your eyes don’t shine so bright and the ocean they should be is just a pond. And that woman you’re sleeping with doesn’t have a name. That cigarette was just a way to forget. And those eyes still show what could’ve been.

Those aren’t your blue eyes

"I guess we were in the same story, but not on the same page."

- 2 A.M. Thoughts (via. Wounded-writing)

I'd like to say that I'm alive. But I can't. I feel more like a ghost as I walk through the halls, my touch barely changing anything as I go past. My voice only a whisper in the wind as I yell for help out of the repeating hell. Because to be alive, you just be doing something extraordinary. Otherwise, you become something of a shadow left to watch as everyone forgets about you.

I'd love to feel alive

I feel the closest to you when you are the farthest away.

I can feel you in my heart

"Thank you for putting a smile on my face even when I was one of the darkest places I have ever been."

- I forgot to thank you (via. Wounded-Writing)

Love isn’t a lie. It’s something that can mask just how unhappy you really are while saying you are the happiest you’ve ever been.

After I broke up with him

I thought I had you, but also knew someone else would take you away just as you came.

-While you ignored me for her

Blue and Green for the writing asks (:

Blue: What’s more important to you: characters or plot?

I love making characters, sometimes I get so excited about OC’s that I don’t even think about the plot before I start writing. Still, I try and have some sort of plot. In short, characters are more important to me.

Green: Pencil, typewriter, or computer?

I’m between pencil or computer. I love typing but I also love the freedom of writing. 

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