Michaelsyndrum - Impossible Only If You Believe It Is

I still have my little pink bag with my notes because they are a memory I never want to forget... Well... Not yet anyway

I’m over it.

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what i fear most in this world

Saying “I’m tired” when you’re actually sad.

Death once again speaks the truth

Sometimes I get distracted. I’m talking with You - With family - With friends - And I forget, for a while. But suddenly - I remember. I remember what I am, And what I’ve done. And all at once, My smile’s gone -  Every time, I remember who I am.

broken poetry (via br-o-ken-poetry)