Hi.
Get high on words, rain and love.


“Her heart did whisper that he had done it for her.”
― Jane Austen


B E A R W I T H M E H O N E Y
It gets better, really, it does.


Did I tell you, you look nice when you smile.
Better than not smiling anyway.
Better than the fake ones anyway.
Better than most of them.


There's too much pain.
So much it doesn't matter anymore.
-a s h e s o f t h e s o u l y o u b u r n t

FIND THE BRILLIANCE IN YOURSELF.
AND SEEK HOPE.
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  • JoinedJune 2, 2015


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MISFIT by scribblesofmidnight
MISFIT
Love poems. For those who invested their heart in somebody. For those who stayed up till dawn, in love.
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