annaomesse

No wonder there's no trust left in me, no optimism, I'm not free. When you're broken by the one true person you never expected to snap you in half, you have nothing to give a stranger and nothing to give a lover, because it all spilt out when you were busy stitching yourself back together.

chocolaterulez

When a profile pic is of someone with jaunty cheekbones and you immediately whisper in your mind,
          "Goals," while taking a bite of cake that isn't at all aiding your chubby baby cheeks.

annaomesse

Hahahahahaa I do this all the time, I also look at pics of food and think the same thing so, basically, food wins every time 
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annaomesse

No wonder there's no trust left in me, no optimism, I'm not free. When you're broken by the one true person you never expected to snap you in half, you have nothing to give a stranger and nothing to give a lover, because it all spilt out when you were busy stitching yourself back together.

annaomesse

"You will be the death of me, and me of you." She said with a strain in her voice and a longing in her eyes as she gazed up at the man she couldn't live without, but would die if she lived with. Though forbidden was their love, she was convinced that if all else perished it would remain.