blackvelvet93

I’m not going to pretend that I don’t miss you, or sometimes that when I’m alone my mind doesn’t wander to thoughts of what you might be doing out there in that big, awful, amazing world, but here is what I know for sure: I am happy alone and the only company I need now is the outline of my shadow cast on empty train stations, And that the next time we’ll meet we will both smile and we will embrace in the tradition of old friends. Till then the sun will continue to set and rise, planes will land, songs will be sung and books will be written. We will wake and wear out our paths in old leather boots on either side

once upon a time, there was a little girl and everyone thought she was a perfectionist but really she wasn't really she was a person really really really real - ly. {reality is a myth, reality is an illusion a delusion reality is pure imagination (or at least, that's what she makes herself believe because she knows that she will never know any better, her perception of reality is twisted like mirrors falling falling down she loves you she loves the world but it's herself she can't stand because honestly love is all about trust and it's impossible to trust something you know is a ticking time bomb tick-tocking away that just might break the p

Like a broken branch caught in the wind, on a tree lost somewhere in time The Nightmares come to me, Day and night Like a branch caught in the wind The only brake from the nightmares Is the one thing that Only one person Can ever take away from me, The one place where reality cant touch me Like a broken branch caught in the wind, i Sway, Reality becoming real to me for One of the first times ever. Nightmares, Day and night. Flash backs in between. One person used to make them go away, And to a point, she still dose Nightmares that weigh so Heavily on my mind, That sometimes i think they're real Nightmares that are real, the though