dusty-daisies:

i’m scared that you’ve changed. that you’re no longer the you that i remember, and miss. and love? i don’t know. i guess for me, you are forever caught back in those happy carefree days, a still life photograph standing against time.

i don’t want you to change so much that i don’t recognise you anymore. please, stay a little like you were, for me. don’t let me be holding onto a scrap of the past. i miss you, so so much.

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i hope, with all my heart, that this won’t happen to me. not again. it’s so sad.

why?

dancingindians:

untitled by our long nights on Flickr.

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that’s what this girl calls this group of girls at my school. they are this group of girls, all blonde, who are, you know, the usual girly-girls. blonde and pretty and fashionable and bitchy and exclusive. not that anyone really wants to be part of them, i don’t think - they’re pretty much just the normal, cliched ‘popular group’, i guess.

they seem nice, when you talk to you. but they bitch so much, about everyone, i’m guessing. even the nicest people - and they care about their image, they don’t really care about anyone else but themselves, and each other. people who used to be their old friends were cast-offs, not quite making the cut, and they moved on from them like you would from old fashions. 

and you were part of it all, weren’t you? i guess i can see why you didn’t want to be friends with them anymore.

i only looked forward to school because you would be there. i would forget everything and focus on the fact that i’ll see you, despite everything. because you’re the only one who can make me smile so easily; the only one who can cheer me up, make me happy, without even trying to. the only person i could lose myself with. the person i would never ever want to lose.

when you didn’t come to school for two weeks - how did you think i felt? how hard, do you think, was it for me to drag myself out of bed in the mornings, make myself want to go to school? how badly i wished i was with you? it was horrible. it was like the sun in my sky had disappeared; the sky was grey, everything was grey. i fell apart, without you there to hold me together and keep me contained.

you keep me alive, you know, you alone paint the colour into my world.

dance as though no one’s watching
live as though you have never been hurt before
laugh as though you don’t give a damn
live as though HEAVEN’S ON EARTH :]

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