Little Heartstrings

Little Heartstrings

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There are these moments in which everything feels surreal. You know you will never forget this distinctive second ever again as a certain smell enters you nose, a vague melody drifts to your ears or a colourful scene slowly fades back to grey. The richness of the memory will be everything that remains in your heart, and these moments seem to be connected in their uniqueness. These strings are what keeps our heart intact, alive, beating and full of emotions old and new. It's these little Heartstrings we will never forget. This is a collection of all my, more emotional short story's. Some of them are cuter, others sadder or even depressed. Even so they always describe strong emotions with different pictures. Some of these story's are events that happened similarly, others are just pure imagination. There will be no follow ups to any of these, so its just a continues stream of independent story's in one bigger book. There will be a german version of this soon too. none of the Pictures used belong to me, credit goes all to the artists themselfs^^
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"You can call me when you're lonely. I'll be your temporary fix." Those were the words that he said to me and it was plain simple, he wanted nothing but sex and I wanted nothing more than too. I was the kind of girl who was too scared of falling in love again because I feel like there is something more in life than being mournful over a guy who never actually gave a hell. I deserve something more than pain and misery over a stupid heartbreak. Since then, I got too scared of commitment that I no longer wanted to be in one. I wanted fun and I wanted to feel like I am alive again. He was the kind of guy who was too busy for permanent relationships. The superstar that all women wanted to bang with. The kind of guy who would have any girls kneel down in front of him because well, he is that kind of guy. He was a guy with a hectic schedule, sold out world tours, drinking champagne in private jets, holding a mic in one hand and conquering all over the world on the other. Maybe I needed someone to show me how to live again and he needed someone to show him how to love. All Rights Reserved. 2015 Word count: 259,139

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