Slowly, and then all at once.: Archive

Mar 31st

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Mar 29th

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Mar 29th

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My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2011-3-27) →

Hey Monday (14) Justin Bieber (13) He Is We (10) Jodi Picoult (6) Glee Cast (4) Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz

Mar 29th

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Mar 29th

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After all the pictures and memories and all the...

There’s something strange going on in my head that says if I were to get in a car right now, North Carolina is where I would end and to your doorstep I would be bound. I’d whisper the words that I’ve always wanted to say, and we’d watch as the sun rips this blue sky away. The colours are always changing, so stare up at the clouds, and then at least you’ll know...

Mar 28th

Mar 27th

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We'll start the night out with a promise, sing it...

I’ve never spoke this clearly.

Mar 27th

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Mar 26th

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After all, I'd rather have a piece of you than...

Mar 26th

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The bottom line is that people don't change.

No matter how charming you are and how fiercely you love, you cannot turn a person into someone he’s not. And I know better than to dream about things that can’t happen.

Mar 26th

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Mar 25th

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Mar 24th

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It was real, wasn’t it? You and me?

Mar 24th

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725 days later,

and this night is as hard as the first one. I have a supremely difficult time imagining myself ever feeling safe without you— and that scares me more than the nightmares.

Mar 24th

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Mar 24th

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Mar 24th

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I wish that I could understand how I'm ever...

when loving you is all I know.

Mar 23rd

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Me and you,

living under a paper moon. This real life isn’t just right, so let’s get away— let’s fabricate.

Mar 23rd

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Under A Paper Moon →

I’m building a place, something amazing— just for the sake of saving us from under the sun, two plastic hearts with nowhere to run. We’re rolling the dice on whatever’s left, ‘cause God only knows that we could use the rest. Baby, don’t fret. At least we’re alive with just enough breath to truly despise the hills in the carpet, the knots in the ties that bind us so tightly to our...

Mar 23rd

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