"Waffles or pancakes?"
"They're essentially the same damn thing.
Sugar and dough. Now go to goddamn sleep already."
"And if you even think about asking if i'd still love you if you we're a bug again then the answers still NO."
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I see stars in you, feels right in your arms with you, stargazing into my heart with you, I believe you're true, cause you even got me writing for you, make me feel like the stars are right it's true
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Saw you are a writer and that you reblogged a poem of mine, thanks 😁 if you ever write anything sweet or positive, you should stop by and submit it to my blog.. you can submit anything you have already posted too. Just use the button #LateNightPillowTalk and just copy and paste.. the tags are preset..
of course!! Always support fellow writers 😌
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"Smile baby, the soft moon comes out when you do and causes lit passion with the ocean and I get real freakin' nasty.."
The moon is naked just like you should be, no wonder the ocean's always excited and waving her down, haha - Dreams of Alex - eUe
#LateNightPillowTalk
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0045 ; Feelings post
Its late and I was about to watch Breaking Bad (cause I have cravings :3) But I decided to listen to my recently torrented Marianas Trench discography :/ Listening to all their slow songs, and just, contemplating on these feelings, or more accurately, lack of.
Using economics reasoning (-.-), one of two things could be happening.
I could be having crazy mushy vibes about this whole thing, but due to whatever that has happened few months ago, maybe, I subconsciously and unknowingly fell for him. I'm just afraid to show it, in fear of rejection, or from past experiences- he might feel that I'm too clingy and affectionate, and pull away. Maybe, I'm just being very very careful.
OR.
I might not feel anything at all. This could be a short term infatuation, maybe I'm just lying to myself. Maybe I don't feel anything for anyone now, and it'll take a while before I do. OR maybe, I'm still waiting for the right one, the one that'll trigger my crazy impulsiveness once again (I really hope this isn't it)
I'm so so conflicted. I want to feel lovey-dovey all over again. I want to feel that happy, helpless, romance. But at the same time I'm so scared to trust, making sure that my sensibility will always be more than my ability to feel loved or to love.
All I know is, everything I feel is so diminished now. I don't feel as much as I used to. I feel so numb, so lost.
Either way, I'm scared.
But I really don't want to discuss it with anyone else. I'll just keep posting things on Tumblr to remind myself I'm not a heartless monster.
Amanda, why do you complicate your own life. Stupid girl.
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