I wish for nothing more than death,
For something sweet and black as night
To come and steal from me my breath.
I wish more than with just my heart,
Divest my body from this earth
And let it soon depart.
For all my hopes and all my dreams
Have shattered through and through
And all that's left are hollowed screams
Resounding over you.
Love Letters to Myself by kecharakittie, literature
Literature
Love Letters to Myself
"I write this as my invariant pledge to you, with all the shattered pieces of my heart, with every fractured piece of my soul....
To that piece of myself I hold so dear,
Every fiber of my being shall yearn for your presence. Every breath in my lungs, every beat of my heart shall scream to feel you with me once more. Without fail, and for all eternity, no second shall go by where I do not wish for you as I wish for nothing else. I ache when you are not with me, but, my darling, in your memory and for all the passionate love I feel that will not be subdued, I shall give myself to an endless hope that in this life or the next we will be
She didn't know what to say, what to do. She had never before felt such a sting of betrayal. She had trusted him. He had told her she could. She believed him. Why? Why did she believe him? Why did she always believe them? She thought she had learned her lesson. She thought she could read them better. She thought he would never betray her. She thought.
Everything burned. His touch. His words. His "love." She could feel her skin stinging and her body filled with revulsion. She wanted to vomit. She felt sick.
Stop thinking about him. He isn't worth it. Your care. Your love. Your life. He took you for granted. He continues to take you for grant
I wish for nothing more than death,
For something sweet and black as night
To come and steal from me my breath.
I wish more than with just my heart,
Divest my body from this earth
And let it soon depart.
For all my hopes and all my dreams
Have shattered through and through
And all that's left are hollowed screams
Resounding over you.
Love Letters to Myself by kecharakittie, literature
Literature
Love Letters to Myself
"I write this as my invariant pledge to you, with all the shattered pieces of my heart, with every fractured piece of my soul....
To that piece of myself I hold so dear,
Every fiber of my being shall yearn for your presence. Every breath in my lungs, every beat of my heart shall scream to feel you with me once more. Without fail, and for all eternity, no second shall go by where I do not wish for you as I wish for nothing else. I ache when you are not with me, but, my darling, in your memory and for all the passionate love I feel that will not be subdued, I shall give myself to an endless hope that in this life or the next we will be
She didn't know what to say, what to do. She had never before felt such a sting of betrayal. She had trusted him. He had told her she could. She believed him. Why? Why did she believe him? Why did she always believe them? She thought she had learned her lesson. She thought she could read them better. She thought he would never betray her. She thought.
Everything burned. His touch. His words. His "love." She could feel her skin stinging and her body filled with revulsion. She wanted to vomit. She felt sick.
Stop thinking about him. He isn't worth it. Your care. Your love. Your life. He took you for granted. He continues to take you for grant
Current Residence: my head Favourite genre of music: bunches Favourite style of art: tradtional Favourite cartoon character: teh anime ones Personal Quote: Every day is a once in a lifetime event.
Favourite Visual Artist
the nice ones
Favourite Movies
shooter, finding nemo, sin city, nightmare before christmas, yesterday once more, ratatouille, up
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