Tomorrow will be the reminder that its all just a blur of oasis and vodka.
AIMEE C. HOVEYNothing cuts deeper than being made a fucking fool at a time you’re already so vulnerable.
More Aimee C. Hovey Quotes
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Maybe the most perfect words I’ve ever heard, beauty and sadness, are these three. Not, I love you. But, Let it be.
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Bad habits could’ve led me down so many worse paths than back to you.
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I guess that’s the thing with forever you only get it once. So when you find yours in someone there’s not a thing you can do to forget and nobody else could ever come close.
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Romeo and Juliet have nothing on this story, all the places we will go, or down in drumroll glory.
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Maybe the way you seem to feel safe with your arms in mine means I’m not all broken maybe there’s something good inside.
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You love me some days I’m honestly sure of it. You think I haven’t noticed and I’ll pretend I didn’t. You love me somedays and that’s okay with me.
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And you, you’ll always be the most brilliant mystery a masterpiece of october midnight hauntings my best dressed trauma at the evening masquerade.
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All those questions that I was too afraid to ask? In the end I lay down cold welcoming the answers to tear me in half.
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Thankyou for showing me not everything with love will leave.
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Put the memories away keep them safe especially the good (they cause the most pain)
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Honesty, I don’t know how to love you less. Let alone not at all. I try my absolute best some days but this just makes me miss you more.
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I meant every word I said. And I hate that it would mean so much to me, to know that I cross your mind occasionally.
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They say what is lost can always be found in the last place you look but I wouldn’t be so sure that you’ll ever see this version of me again.
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She’s never seemed fragile, or weak. No. Never. Not to me. Her strength, is viking. Her bravery. Her wild. And at night, Helena, she sleeps. With the wolves lovingly at her feet.
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What an absolute waste land loving you has become. Such a shame, to let it be any less.
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