March 3rd, 2016
11:59 pm
"I used to think my worst nights were the ones with tears drying into my sleeves, but I was wrong. The worst nights are when you feel absolutely nothing at all. Nothing can move you from that very spot you've sat at for the past eight hours. Nothing can put a smile on your face. Nothing can change about those night. The intense feeling of nothingness. The irony." -poetryleftbyher on Tumblr
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Excerpts From Books I'll Never Write
PoetryWell, I'm just a girl who loves books and wants to write about all the excerpts I'll never write in my own.
