Lucht je hart || 580 - Off-Topic

[ bericht aangepast op 19 maart 2017 - 17:50 ]

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i just had a mental breakdown and cried really hard. i honestly can't remember when was the last time i cried and i fucking hate it, because i feel so vulnerable but i'm fucking lonely and i hate myself for sucking at being social and being a friend and W H Y am i this person

My fake plants died, because I did not pretend to water them.

Kepler schreef:
Dat moment dat je je weer de hele dag waardeloos voelt en alleen maar wilt huilen.

26 - 02 - '16

Nefyd schreef:
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wtf wat voor zus heb jij megs

but do you feel held by him? — does he feel like home to you? ( Anatomy » Midsommar )

Maar er maar van dat de tranen nu stromen.

Egal was kommt, es wird gut, sowieso. Immer geht 'ne neue Tür auf, irgendwo.

Ahahahahahahah
Iemand had de hele vriendengroep getagd in een deal op facebook voor een restaurant en nu heeft mijn ex zichzelf erbij getagd.

i put the fun in funeral

Ik vraag me oprecht af hoe ik nu nog onzeker kan zijn over mijn berichten in het Oudejaarstopic. Dat was bijna 80 geleden Lieke, waar maak je je druk om?

I dreamed a dream in times gone by when hope was high and life worth living...
I dreamed, that love would never die, I dreamed that God would be forgiving..

— Inner peace, it's hard to find. —

cobblepot schreef:
I dreamed a dream in times gone by when hope was high and life worth living...
I dreamed, that love would never die, I dreamed that God would be forgiving..

I, Tahani Al-Jamil, shall do my level best to make every event too much.

Prongsie schreef:
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Then I was young and unafraid, and dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransome to be paid, no song unsung no wine untasted

— Inner peace, it's hard to find. —

cobblepot schreef:
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But the tigers come at night with their voices soft as thunder,
as they tear your hope apart, as they turn your dream to shame.

I, Tahani Al-Jamil, shall do my level best to make every event too much.

Eeeen ze zijn weer weg. Voorspelbaar.

Quiet the mind, and the soul will speak.

Prongsie schreef:
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He slept a summer by my side, he filled my days with endless wonder
He took my childhood in his stride, but he was gone when autumn came

— Inner peace, it's hard to find. —

Waaah ik heb ineens een waanzinnig idee voor mijn kamer, maar waar vind ik papier met de lengte van 3 tot 4 meter lol.

LaAt ZiEn WiE jE bENt

cobblepot schreef:
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And still I dream he'll come to me, that we will live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be, and there are storms we cannot weather.

I, Tahani Al-Jamil, shall do my level best to make every event too much.

Prongsie schreef:
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I had a dream my life would be, so different from this hell I'm living
So different now, from what it seemed, now life has killed the dream I dreamed


yesss :c
heheh

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— Inner peace, it's hard to find. —