sophthetroph
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Flair
My name is Sophia but you can call me Sophie.
I'm seventeen years old and love soccer. I write poetry, mainly about a
certain boy who makes me feel every emotion ever. I'm easy to talk to and love
to have a good laugh so hit me up any time! I'm basically just your typical
teenage girl who falls in love too easily. Currently taken but it's very very
complicated. Well that's pretty much it so
have a great day beautiful!
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Quotes by sophthetroph
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I'm falling apart
.
...
I want to escape
this mental labrynth
in which I am eternally lost..
I'm exhausted of the endless vigor,
the overwhelming emotions and the perpetual
internal battle for peace.
I feel weak; exhausted and drained.
My body shakes, trembles.
My heart longs endlessly.
Seeking an abysmal love
that flows wild and unrestrained.
My mind craves pacification, silence, clarity.
My body needs rest.
And my soul desires you.
...
I want to escape
this mental labrynth
in which I am eternally lost..
I'm exhausted of the endless vigor,
the overwhelming emotions and the perpetual
internal battle for peace.
I feel weak; exhausted and drained.
My body shakes, trembles.
My heart longs endlessly.
Seeking an abysmal love
that flows wild and unrestrained.
My mind craves pacification, silence, clarity.
My body needs rest.
And my soul desires you.
...
I am so broken.
I just need someone to fix me.
.
Why do I do this to myself?
I know you're using me.
But you kiss my lips and
for a split second I feel like you actually care,
Like I'm not just your booty call on a Monday night.
But then you drop me off and reality hits.
You don't give a f.uck about me.
And I think it's about time that
I don't give a f.uck about you either.
.
Why do I do this to myself?
I know you're using me.
But you kiss my lips and
for a split second I feel like you actually care,
Like I'm not just your booty call on a Monday night.
But then you drop me off and reality hits.
You don't give a f.uck about me.
And I think it's about time that
I don't give a f.uck about you either.
.
.
Your eyes say
don't leave me.
Your touch says
I'll keep you safe.
Your body says.
come closer.
Your lips say.
kiss me.
Your kiss says
I love you.
.
Your eyes say
don't leave me.
Your touch says
I'll keep you safe.
Your body says.
come closer.
Your lips say.
kiss me.
Your kiss says
I love you.
.
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Him: I like your bitchiness. Is that bad?
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Him: I like your bitchiness. Is that bad?
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I don’t know how to explain it.
I look at you and there's a rush of emotions.
I feel excited, intrigued, even a little scared;
because I know that this could all be in my head
and you could not even feel the same way
but you look at me so intensely.
So intensely, like you're staring so deep into my eyes
that you almost get lost but you don't want to be found.
I look at your lips and I long for them.
I long for them like I've never longed for anything before.
All these feelings are getting jumbled in my mind but I know.
> > > > > I know what they call this. < < < < <
When you're scared by how much you like someone.
When all you can think about is that one person.
When all you want is your name on their lips
because it sounds so beautiful and fragile
when it rolls off their tongue.
I know what they call this.
They call it love.
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That awkward moment when
you sing the wrong lyrics to a song
100 percent loud, 100 percent confident.
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That awkward moment when
you sing the wrong lyrics to a song
100 percent loud, 100 percent confident.
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I LOVE THOSE
RANDOM
MEMORIES
THAT MAKE
ME SMILE
NO MATTER
WHAT IS GOING
ON IN MY LIFE
RIGHT NOW.
Every girl is beautiful.
Sometimes, it just takes the right guy to see it.
-Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook-