08 12 / 2011
via: leilockheart
My weakness - pretty things. Especially pretty shoes, the less practical, the better.
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28 12 / 2010
erase, reboot
Love like you’ve never been hurt before.
I wish I can, I really do.
Trying my darnedest, before it all blows up in my face.
27 12 / 2010
anxiety.attacks
Sometimes, I get consumed by my fears, when I contemplate us.
Fear that I’m not the one you love the most.
Fear that you’re not the happiest when you’re with me.
Fear of moments when you remember happier times.
Fear that you like me less and less as time goes by.
Fear that you may decide, one day, that this is all a mistake.
Fear, that this is not to be, after all.
I know I need to keep these fears at bay, lest they manifest into the irony of a self-fulfilling prophecy.
So all I can do, is close my eyes, take a deep breath, and will these fears away.
Until they come to visit, yet again.
27 12 / 2010
Resolution for the new year - C.O.N.T.R.O.L That’s what it always seems to boils down to, for everything, for anything.
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22 12 / 2010
Most of the time, I’m happy and contented and normal.
The rest of it, I’m struggling to hold myself together, and find that line between unfounded fears (to conquer) and reasonable doubt (to question).
I wonder, if I can ever be just, happy and contented and normal.
Or perhaps, I don’t want to be? Is that it?
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10 12 / 2010
(by Lárus Sigurðarson)
Love. I hope I’ll get to see this one day, with you by my side.
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29 11 / 2010
If there was a physical, tangible key to my heart, I’d think this is how it will look - intricate, pretty, hanging on a chain.
It’s hefty and definitely weighs on your hand. It’s not something that should be too easily lost.
But you know that already, don’t you? Since my heart is already yours - snugly, resolutely, blissfully so.
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08 9 / 2010
I like
that slight twinge of ache,
how my heart squeezes,
light clenches,
when I think of you.
I like that feeling of missing you, in this phase we’re at.
: )
31 8 / 2010
"There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily. So do dreams and hearts."
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