fallingsoftly
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Flair
Live in Tulsa Ok.
Figure Skaterrr
Love classic literature
John Green is a fav
Marching band is lyfe
90's punk rocks
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@_kelsaaay99
Bye Beautiful! CX
Quotes by fallingsoftly
And we all shine on
Like the
Moon
The Stars
And The Sun
~John Lennon~
Like the
Moon
The Stars
And The Sun
~John Lennon~
You are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
"If people
were the rain,
I would be a drizzle,
And he would be a hurricane."
-John Green-
I would be a drizzle,
And he would be a hurricane."
-John Green-
Am I the reason you breathe or the reason you cry
And being so young
and dipped in folly, I fell in love with
melancholy.
~Edgar Allan
Poe
Expectation is at the
root of all heartache
~Shakespere
I love thee,
I love thee with a love that shall not die
till the sun grows cold and the stars grow old.
~Shakespere
I love thee with a love that shall not die
till the sun grows cold and the stars grow old.
~Shakespere
You say
you love the rain,
But you open your umbrella.
You say you love the sun,
But you find a shadow spot.
You say you love the wind,
But you close your windows.
This is why I am afraid,
You say that you love me too.
~Shakespere
But you open your umbrella.
You say you love the sun,
But you find a shadow spot.
You say you love the wind,
But you close your windows.
This is why I am afraid,
You say that you love me too.
~Shakespere
She was beautiful
But not in the way you might think so
She did not have hair that dripped gold
Her eyes were not the color of the cold sea
Her smile was crookes and bent
Her lips were chapped and thin
She did not have a gentle laugh
Nor did she speak humble thoughts
But she was beautiful
In the way wind dances in hair
And the way shy lovers hold hands
She was beautiful in the way of
Morning air
And black coffee
And how the ocean's waves kiss white feet
And the love of poems
That live in each broken heart
Spilling red oil into blue lungs
Suffocating happiness right out of its shell
She was beautiful
Because she refused to taste sadness
But not in the way you might think so
She did not have hair that dripped gold
Her eyes were not the color of the cold sea
Her smile was crookes and bent
Her lips were chapped and thin
She did not have a gentle laugh
Nor did she speak humble thoughts
But she was beautiful
In the way wind dances in hair
And the way shy lovers hold hands
She was beautiful in the way of
Morning air
And black coffee
And how the ocean's waves kiss white feet
And the love of poems
That live in each broken heart
Spilling red oil into blue lungs
Suffocating happiness right out of its shell
She was beautiful
Because she refused to taste sadness
Even when that was the only thing she had
left
~anonymous~
~anonymous~