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I could get lost
I n a v o i c e l i k e y o u r s .
I n a v o i c e l i k e y o u r s .
Here We GoAgain
I
kinda wanna be more than friends.
We live for the nights we can't remember;; with the
people that we won't
forget.
♥
my eyes dilate 48% every time i see you.
Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus.
He exists as certainly as love and
generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound
and give to your life its
highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary
would be the world if there
were no Santa Claus. It would be as dreary as if there were no VIRGINIAS. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have
no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the
world would be extinguished.
-Francis Pharcellus, 1897.
were no Santa Claus. It would be as dreary as if there were no VIRGINIAS. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have
no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the
world would be extinguished.
-Francis Pharcellus, 1897.
this is me bursting your bubble.
he's not going to look back one day and say "damn,she really loved me."
he's going to spend his day messing around on xbox, playing ball with his
friends, and texting pretty girls. he will not lay in bed, thinking about every
thing he did wrong, he's going to fall into a dreamless sleep. he won't be
depressed, he'll be going out to football games and walking around town
with all his friends. he won't lose his appetite, he'll be gorging himself with
his favorite food and a side of dr. pepper. you can trick yourself into some
other fantasy, but the truth of the matter is: he doesn't care about you anymore.
he's not going to look back one day and say "damn,she really loved me."
he's going to spend his day messing around on xbox, playing ball with his
friends, and texting pretty girls. he will not lay in bed, thinking about every
thing he did wrong, he's going to fall into a dreamless sleep. he won't be
depressed, he'll be going out to football games and walking around town
with all his friends. he won't lose his appetite, he'll be gorging himself with
his favorite food and a side of dr. pepper. you can trick yourself into some
other fantasy, but the truth of the matter is: he doesn't care about you anymore.
life is easier for the beautiful.
so live it up, dear.
he's perfect.
his hair is never right, he's skinny as hell, he laughs a little too
loudly, he smells like cinnamon, he has no coordination, he can't
sing, he makes me laugh until I cry, he knows the best music, he
drives like a professional, he goes out of his way for me, he can't
spell correctly, his voice cracks sometimes, he knows how to work
his way around a kitchen, his kisses drive me crazy, his hair is fire
engine red, he's a Lord of the Rings addict, he's can go from funny
to serious in no time, his texts make my day and he's a huge nerd.
he's perfect.
thanks for effing up the spacing, witty. ilyt.