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For one does not know the meaning of love Until one has fallen captive For now, they think of only the other And how it all had happened
It's strange, Its wonderful — This ache #sixwords #life
i'll admit it. sometimes it's hard to make me happy. when my brain is working so hard to keep my spirits down pumping chemicals i know shouldn't be there
I wish I was a tree. Jesus! I wish I was the sound the sea makes when no one is watching I wish I was the pigeon you saw in sitting on a telephone line when you were seven and thought it was a hawk. Oh my god!
To the soul that holds my heart
Arroz con habichuelas, las telenovelas. (Rice and beans, Hispanic soap operas) Dark skin is not equivalent to sin. Puerto Rican I am, I am Puerto Rican.
I wish I had the words To make you fall in love with me. But you are So much more than I deserve. I’m terrified of Scaring you away… Please don’t leave.
I had alwa
A green parakeet eats seeds ever so peacefully chirping on a tree
Love Strong, wonderful Confusing, amusing, amazing A beautiful magical feeling Trust
I've lived a life that's safe. Free of rejection, and what come's with it...
Ever wonder what it’s like to stare into the eyes of someone and get lost? Like you’re in a jungle on a dark winter night? Or how about when you’re drowning, and you can’t save yourself;
Blissful weights on fluttering lashes, soothing kisses of wonderlands untold, where the rules of the world crumble to ashes and the most sacred of treasures you too can hold. Gently slipping into enveloping black,
She yearns for compassion and love but cant find it Its as if everyone is blindsighted How can she be strong if hate is ignited everywhere she goes people stop and stare when she judges herself so shamefully,