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would you choose the person
you love the most
or the one that loves you the most
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i'm just a simple girl living in this not so simple world. Nothing much to say about me except i love my life, every single day of it.
`Life's like a rollercoaster :)
*pictures derived from deviantart and sayingimages
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![]() ![]() There are times in life when I pause to think, "what the hell am I doing?" And that time is now. I start to ponder about, "what ifs." what if this didnt happen? what would my life be like? what if this was all just a lie, how would I react? what if this was all just a dream, what would I do? what if all that I am holding on to right now just breaks away? And the list goes on. Right now I am thinking, what if I stayed? Will it change anything in your life? And what if i left? How would you feel? Ultimately no matter what is being said they are just words, words that please/hurt the receiver. Words will just be words. Words are just piece of fragments, that brings temporary happiness/pain to someone
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You asked me to think if this was what I wanted. Honestly, I have no idea where to start. I dont believe in ever-lasting love, I dont believe that a man can be faithful, I dont believe that good things happen if you prayed for it. I dont believe that love exists, I dont belive in everything. Then why am I holding on to this love? Praying like a fool that this is an exceptional case? And to find out that in the end that my predictions are right. Everytime I want to know a little more about you, I start to ponder again. What right do I have to know? Everytime I want to spend a little more time with you, I think, Am I entitled for this benefit? Everytime I want to love you a little more, people start to pull me back. Why? Do they see something that I dont? Do they realise something that I dont wish to admit? I dont know, I'm tired. Thats all I know right now. I need a break. A break from reality. A break from my own life. |