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I am never going to write a six word story because what I’m seeing aren’t stories,...

I am never going to write a six word story because what I’m seeing aren’t stories, they’re statements or feelings or whatever. Things like “I loved him and he loved me” or “I missed her most at night” aren’t stories. They’re sentiments. Which is fine but defeats the point. Hemingway’s “for sale: baby shoes, never worn” tells me an infinite amount of things in a numbered structure. It tells me of pain and grief and loss. The fact that he manages to do that in six words is nothing short of miraculous. Unless I can write a six word story with that much loaded into such a tiny space, I’m going to refrain. It feels like doing it injustice.

Here is a cute picture of me eating an amazing chocolate mousse...

Here is a cute picture of me eating an amazing chocolate mousse cake in NY. Y’all may not have stars but you have good food and that’s basically the same thing.

do you know the feeling when you want somebody so much you can't even write about it anymore because your lust makes you forget all of the words you used to know?

Yes. Fuck, yes.

"Find a love that makes you feel new, and better. Always like you’re moving and staying still at the..."

“Find a love that makes you feel new, and better. Always like you’re moving and staying still at the exact same time.”

- Azra.T (via made-of-fleshandeyelashes)

My Khaleesi, it's ironic that you're beautiful in the way that a fire is. I would openly walk through your flames, even if it scalded me, just to hold your hand until your fierceness turned me to ashes. To meet my end by you would be a dream. ((Please don

I’m pretty sure y’all are trying to kill me. (It’s working) (stop) (no I’m kidding keep going)

❝ You were not made for the shame in his eyes when he can’t explain to his friends why he loves you.❞ This line gave me the strength to walk away and expect better. I might not be pretty and I sure as hell am difficult but I know now what I'm worth. Thank

FUCK YES. YES. I AM SO PROUD OF YOU GODDAMN. YOU DON’T NEED TO BE PRETTY. YOU DON’T OWE PRETTY TO ANYONE. YOU GOTTA BE STRONG AND YOU ARE. YOU DID IT. GO YOU, MY LITTLE SUN.

5000letters:Here are a list of other places where you can find me:QuotesGoodreads8tracksAnd my...

5000letters:

Here are a list of other places where you can find me:

Quotes
Goodreads
8tracks

And my personal blog (in which I mostly sob over TV shows and things other people have said.)   
Favourites
Advice blog
Me

Hello I’ve updated this long list so now you can find all the quotes I reblog/post on that link xxx

Hey I'm on mobile and can't see if you have an about page. What's your name, love?

I’m Azra! But you can call me Khaleesi

"The worst kind of love is when you lovethrough the disgusting—when you’re bad for each otherand..."

“The worst kind of love is when you love

through the disgusting—

when you’re bad for each other

and you know it

and you keep on loving

and it tears you apart.

The worst is when you can’t get enough of it.

You’re running to their mouth

like you’re looking for a fix;

you promise yourself,

just one last time.

But the last time becomes the next time

and you wear their bruises

in a ring around your neck,

and tell yourself it’s poetic

to wear hickeys like a hanging.

You try to shake them from your bones,

but they’ve soaked into the marrow,

made sponges of your femurs.

Your legs give out at the knees

and you call it love.

They say the warning sign

is when you think you need one another.

They say that’s where it starts.

But you’ve never loved by halves

and you don’t know how to stop.

The worst is when you lose yourself loving

but you have always loved that way

and you don’t think there’s anything

you can do about it.”

- 2 AM Sunrise, by Ashe Vernon (via latenightcornerstore)

I'm sorry I'm on your blog a lot. I think you know who this is. I know I can't possibly know who you really are as person by reading your words but if there is even a shrivel of a chance that I can, I would do it. I am doing it, kind of. Ahhh please don't

Don’t be sorry! I don’t know who you are but I’m not weirded out at all, this message has made me shaky. I’m glad to know that somebody out there sees me like that. It makes me happy. I hope you enjoy the book, I really do. I hope it makes you like me more x