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acyanidedippedpen:

to my dearest,

you are still in my thoughts, hunting me down at night like a ghost in the catacombs of the past

i cant sleep because the pillow lying next to me is a graveyard for your missing body

the sheets you slept on, the clothes you wore, the flowers you gave me

untouched

waiting for the day you come back to me

sometimes at night, when the moonlight creeps in

i catch myself touching the space next to me

almost like im able to touch you again

searching, hoping for your body to be there

but my fingers only find an empty space,

how i yearn for the day im able to feel your warm breath against my lips
                                                                               until then,                 

                                                                                               A.M.C 

deadly-writer:

The moment you say ‘I love you’ to somebody,

you will lose all your freedom;

you will lose everything that you have,

you can no longer do what you want in your life.

There are innumerable problems, but at the same time it drags you in. It is a sweet poison. A very sugary poison; it is self-annihilating.

mogolica:

pero voy.

(via stellar-bunny)