February 2012
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Kiss me hard before you go, Summertime Sadness.
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January 2012
20 posts
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Red, white, blue's in the skies, summer's in the...
I’m not lonely but I want someone in my life. Someone who talks differently than anyone else. Not simple whats up and what are you doing or whats new. Someone who can make me think about something I wouldn’t normally think about. Someone who I can have arguments with and still get through it even if it takes days. Someone who can annoy me and just make my day less boring.
Everyone is just so...
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I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a...
– Charlie, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
What if I was able to do it? What would it feel...
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What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who...
– Chuck Palahniuk, Choke
I am too pure for you or anyone.
I felt like crying but nothing came out. It was just a sort of sad sickness,...
– Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness
Knowing how to be solitary is central to the art of loving. When we can be...
– All About Love: New Visions
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If you wait to do everything until you’re sure...
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Pain is temporary. It may last a minute, or an hour, or a day, or a year, but...
– Lance Armstrong
December 2011
21 posts
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The first thing you have to do is wake up.
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There’s a club if you’d like to go, you could meet somebody who...
– Morrissey
I feel I’ve never been cherished.
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Only one thing remains infinitely fascinating to me: the mystery of moods. To be...
– Oscar Wilde
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I have the true feeling of myself only when I am unbearably unhappy.
– Franz Kafka
i hate myself
Sing me to sleep. And then leave me alone.
Waiting on someone to save you from your old ways....
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I am nothing. I’m like someone who’s been thrown into the ocean at night,...
– Haruki Murakami
Just leave me in the dust and forget me. I doubt...
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Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses...
– Sylvia Plath
November 2011
26 posts
We were just there together. And that was enough.