UB40 - Red Red Wine
I wish she loved me like she does the water. Then I know she would always come back to me. She’d want to explore every part of me, sail along my skin. Even when the tides get heavy, and at times I could make her sick. She would forgive me, and love me just the same. She would want to dive deep into everything I am, seeing parts of me not another soul has seen. I wish she loved me like she does the water. Then I would know, that she truly loves me.
I don’t know if I’m okay. I hope I get through this one.
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Today was great.
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All we have is the story we tell. Everything we do, every decision we make, our strength, weakness, motivation, history, and character-what we believe-none of it is real; it’s all part of the story we tell. But here’s the thing: it’s our goddamned sotry!
— Jess Walter, Beautiful Ruins (via feellng)
Can you feel the fucking hurricane inside of me?
Do you hear the storm outside your window?
Can you feel it where you’re sleeping?waking you up. Keeping you up.
I can swear to you, the elements have always felt my soul.
Tonight, it can’t sleep.
We have to lie to ourselves to live. Otherwise, we’d go crazy.
— Patrick Ness, More Than This (via feellng)