Pain throws your heart to the ground
Love turns the whole thing around
No it won't all go the way it should
But I know the heart of life is good.
This tumblr is a role play account.
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from The Beatrice Letters by Lemony Snicket
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I go to sleep by Sia
When I look up from my pillow
I dream you are there with me
Though you are far away
I know you’ll always be near to me
I go to sleep
And imagine that you’re there with me
I can’t write smut but at least I try! This was fun to write all the same.
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(I know I’ve posted this before but this is relevant to a fic I wrote early this morning. Less of a fick and more smut. Ignore me. -snickers- )
Who’d Have Known by Lily Allen
It’s 5 o clock in the morning,
Conversation got boring,
You said you’re going to bed soon,
So I snuck off to your bedroom,
And I thought I’d just wait there,
Until I heard you come up the stairs,
And I pretended I was sleeping,
And I was hoping you would creep in with me.
You put your arm around my shoulder,
It was as if the room got colder,
And we moved closer in together,
And started talking about the weather,
You said tomorrow would be fun,
And we could watch A Place In The Sun,
I didn’t know where this was going,
When you kissed me.
Are you mine? Are you mine?
Cos I stay here all the time,
Watching telly, Drinking wine,
Who’d have known, Who’d have known?
When you flash up on my phone,
I no longer feel alone,
No longer feel alone.
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In every way that counted, I was dead. Inside somewhere maybe I was screaming and weeping and howling like an animal, but that was another person deep inside, another person who had no access to the face and lips and mouth and head, so on the surface I just shrugged and smiled and kept moving. If I could have physically passed away, just let it all go, like that, without doing anything, stepped out of life as easily as walking through a door, I would have done. But I was going to sleep at night and waking in the morning, disappointed to be there and resigned to existence.
Sometimes I telephoned him. I let the phone ring once, maybe even twice, before I hung up.
Bitter Grounds (Fragile Things)
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