You might have stumbled here by chance. Or perhaps you’re just checking on what I’ve been posting here from time to time. This may sound like off for you because I’m not telling these things to you. And yes, like any other girl you know of, I may be one of them. But here’s the thing, what I’m telling here is not felt by any other girl you know of; maybe, this was felt by the other girls you’ve been with, but this is solely based on my experience, not hers, not theirs, so don’t ever compare them with me. And please, don’t sigh and tell yourself, “Not again… what did I do wrong this time?” ‘cause it really breaks my heart when you say that. I may sound like a moron, complaining and being sarcastic. It’s a vicious cycle of making up, undoing, things that just set the heart to a flutter, plus, implied meaning of actions that breaks the heart. I love you, and I know you do love me too. But, at times, I feel like something’s missing between us.
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An ardent reader, music enthusiast and a film buff. Never a talker, but more of a listener and a blogger.
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"It may look like there’s none but there was, there is, and maybe, there will be. No one’s an exception in heartbreak."
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Jayme DeeRulesThe Hunger Games: Songs from District 12 and BeyondRules — Jayme Dee
You say you love me, but you are just reflecting words you hear. No iron in your veins to give you any sense of pain or fear. It’s just another lie, just another calculation, and when the power’s out, we’re just another old sensation.
This blood keeps me alive, but what is it that runs through you? Electricity and wires, dictating everything you do. You tell me that you hear me and all your memories are real, but how do I know you don’t just feel what you’ve been told to feel?
We run around the rules, we run around the rules, we run around the rules. Round and round, two by two, we run around the rules.
There’s water in your eyes and I know I’m the reason that it’s there, but still I don”t feel bad because I know that you’re more of a spare. And just behind your eyes are switches that can turn back on to clear away today ‘til all your memories are gone.
We run around the rules, we run around the rules, we run around the rules. Round and round, two by two, we run around the rules.
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Defiance.
How does it feel like when you’ve been bonded by secrets, entwined by memories of laughter and sadness when all of a sudden, it’s gone?
Just because of that one decision, that’s definitely beyond the rules, incapable of you holding it back anymore and which cannot be outwit even by the remaining rationality in your conscience.
˙ɥdǝʇS ‘ʎɹɹos ɯ,I ˙dıɥspuǝıɹɟ ǝɥʇ ɹoɟ ɥɔnɯ oS
