| why do you build me up buttercup baby just to let me down and mess me around and then worst of all you never call baby, when you say you will but i love you still - build me up buttercup; the foundations |
the worst part is..The pain.the worst part is..
The pain's pretty fucking unbearable.
I wouldn't even know how to describe it. Maybe like someone ripping your heart right out of your chest. There's just an empty hole. You and see and hear your heart beating away right in front of your eyes. It's there, pounding in front of you like you'd pound on the door of a shelter if you were caught outside in a storm. It's such a desperate pounding, it starts of vigorously; beat after beat after beat, drumming away as if it could never tire. Then as time goes on, it begins to wind down. The beats become less frequent, and less fierce. In the end, they're just pathetic. C
Hello  My name's Mika and i'm fifteen years old. I have black hair and brown eyes and i am tiny. I love reading, photogprahy, cinema, travel and art. I talk a lot, it's actually really hard to make me shut up. I'm a completely open person, and i'm not shy about anything. I am the coolest person you will ever meet.  |
SO..
Tired
and thank you so much, for the faves too! i really appreciate it.
<3
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"By three methods we may learn wisdom: First, by reflection, which is noblest; Second, by imitation, which is easiest; and third by experience, which is the bitterest."
-Confucius
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