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yup

Every girl blogger have a background ✨

he is my addiction of choice.

#comegetthat

#needthat

i can’t stand myself

to be a girl is to have a secret tumblr diary ^^

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you have painted my soul with the sweet touch yours,

possess parts of me that were never supposed to be owned by you.

i am tied to a person who only brings my heart greif,

brings my mind piteous thoughts of what we could have been to each other

i feel disgusted that i’m still waiting for someone who had truly abandoned me a long time ago.

i hope you carry the pieces of me that burden you with sentiment as i have

i hope you nurture the thought of who i once was to you with the tenderness only known by a lover

for i know that whomever desires to see you wholly as once desired to

will have to become familiar with the marks embedded into the deepest parts of you.

marks left by what was given, but never returned.

the guilt i know you possess but never dare show.

i hope the inner most parts of your heart, the essence of your soul bleeds as mine does.

i know your next lover will need to know me before they can truly see you

all of those late nights spent enjoying each others company completely wasted.

all the times i let you touch my skin, feel the most sacred parts of my body,

wasted.

i let you see all of me, my most vulnerable parts and places, despite ever truly knowing you at all.

you got what you wanted and left without saying anything

so i will say farewell for us both,

and cut the ties you left behind.

goodbye.

trust me to see into your soul

i love it when he’s gentle with me.

he soothes me, listens and cares for me wholly.

reality of a girlblogger ♡

‘ everything i want to say / i swallow ’

stargirl

why won’t u let me show u how beautiful we could be?

i feel alive when he is near. his voice makes my heart flutter. his scent soothes me. he is home, gentle and sweet. i want to be his completely.

his, always.

i’m numb.

soulmates. ♥︎

how many bodies has my soul lived in? how many times have i lived at all?

stop giving all of yourself to a person who does not see worth in your love.

⭒ֺ𓏲

my sadness haunts me day and night, never leaving me.

this is so me

i’ve got an itch that only black hair can scratch.

the holy trinity