| These are just random pictures and pieces of writing I had written. I hope you enjoy them, and maybe feel like you can relate to a few of them. Thanks for viewing :] |


12:01Its twelve oh one and the clocks hands seem to be moving as slowly as my heart is beating. As I lay awake, tossing and turning in my far too large bed, I long to have your body fill the space that is beside mine. The chill in the air can't compare to the coldness that radiates from you, now that it's over. No matter how many love songs I hum along to, nothing will ever fill my heart up as well as you did. The day you gave me back my box of mix and matched possessions, I should have told you to keep my heart, its yours either way.12:01
My hands feel bare when yours aren't there to fill the spaces in between my calloused fingers. It ma


So You Can Hold MeWe sit in your way-too-small car that you bought last week, and its as if I can feel your heart beating while you hold me in your strong, crushing arms. I can barely breathe with the grip you've got on me but, its okay, I don't mind, as long as we stay like this forever. I watch the clock on your dashboard change, minutes slipping away from us with every laugh and kiss we share. "I wish, that time would just cease to continue," I whispered into your ear, through your thick brown locks of hair. You simply stared back at me and replied, "but then, what would happen to you and I?" I couldn't think of an answer to your troubling question so I jusSo You Can Hold Me
| These are just random pictures and pieces of writing I had written. I hope you enjoy them, and maybe feel like you can relate to a few of them. Thanks for viewing :] |


Bedtime StoriesAnd the frog stayed a frog rather than turning into Prince Charming as she had hoped. They went their seperate ways and lived happily never after. the end.Bedtime Stories
And he broke her heart into a million pieces leaving her to pick them up all alone. She left them there figuring there was no point anyways.
| These are all pictures or writings that I've been inspired/moved by. |
| Well hello, I'm Simona I'm a sixteen year old who loves playing guitar and singing badly I'm not very original but photography is something I enjoy I'm so very excited to start living life for real and being out on my own. Talk to me, look at my pictures, and read my poems. Hopefully, you'll get something out of it all |
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Prints - [link]
Blog - [link]
Band - [link]
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Somewhere only we know;
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Prints - [link]
Blog - [link]
Band - [link]
I wanted to let you know that I featured you in my journal
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Have a nice day ^^
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This should keep us all thinking-[link]
Avi by =RyoYoi
So, I fave some of them, but you are a really talented girl!
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What dreams may come
That means a ton to me, I'm glad you really like my work
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Somewhere only we know;
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Somewhere only we know;
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