I speak through movement, therefore I'm silent. Being loud is for simple, creating awe in silence is magic.
Its dark, no matter how many times you blink it seems to get darker.
You try to to pull yourself together, bur your legs are weak.
You want to cry, its hard to pull through something when you feel alone, and lost.
You start to take steps…even though you have no strength left, you know you have to continue…
You take a breath…
It seems impossible, but suddenly there is a shimmer, a gleam.
Is it the person you lost yourself to….is it someone new?…No, its the sign of a new beginning, we all go through this, but you could never prepare for something that hits quite so hard, time will mend this feeble heart but its not broken just slightly sore, it won’t scar because soon it will be forgotten, you can always find happiness with yourself, even if you wish they would stay just a little while longer.
Have you ever had a dream where you name a stuffed penguin ‘Cudle Muffin’ and you handcuff him…
LOve this
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Matt’s depressive state! haha…sad
Don’t you hate when this happens
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Why is there something about this that seems permanent :’(
I don’t like mornings anymore :/
I guess thats one way to stop the pain?
Just forget it?? :{
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Waite Phillips
FTK :) 23 days until IUDM 2009!!!
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But omg this looks so boss.
This looks nice!
Loving this look!!
True Colors
I need to remember these words every day… I’ll try!