And apologies, once postponed, become harder and harder to make, and finally...– Margaret Mitchell, Gone with the Wind (via keyser—soze)
Then I fall to my knees; I grow weak, I go slack, As if she captured the breath...– Paul Simon, She Moves On (via oliviagrace18)
You can be the ripest, juiciest peach in the world, and there’s still going to...– Dita von Teese (via fleeingsouls)
I guess you didn't need me, I guess you really...
I’ll leave you with your things and your shame. Im not going to hold my breath for an apology. Have a fantastic life and please, don’t fuck anyone else over, for your own sake.
i want to run away
One of the many things that baffle me... is the...