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My name is brittany. I like sweet tea and procrastinating. My specialties include but are not limited to sarcasm and mind changing. I could easily be your saving grace or your worst nightmare. Anything with a bow on it is fair game.

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Dialed your number but you wouldn’t be there, I knew the whole time but it’s still not fair I just wanted to hear your voice, I just needed to hear your voice. What do I do with all I need to say, so much I want to tell you everyday oh it breaks my heart.

Dialed your number but you wouldn’t be there, I knew the whole time but it’s still not fair I just wanted to hear your voice, I just needed to hear your voice. What do I do with all I need to say, so much I want to tell you everyday oh it breaks my heart.

I can finally smell your cologne and not look around the room for you, I can walk right by your picture in frame and not feel a thing but when I hear your name it’s like rain falling right out of the blue sky and nothings changed and we’re still the same and I get lost in the innocence of a first kiss and I’m hanging on to every word rolling off of your lips, that’s all it takes every time I hear your name. 

(Source: satansbaby)

I wanted this, I wanted you, I wanted it to last but you fell through. I’m pledging this vow, this is the last time, this is the last fight, sunsets to sunrise, morning to midnight and this is my goodbye so blow out the candle and I guarantee you’ll miss me. Well I can’t stomach this, I think I’m going to be sick because my hearts made of wick and you put the fire out of it. This isn’t making any sense, I was yours the night before this and the smell of your sheets in the remnants of it. So I’m writing you out of my dreams and you’ll miss me I swear when I leave. I’m writing you out, I’m crossing my t’s and I want back the necklace that I said you could keep, leave nothing behind, I’m writing you out of my dreams, you’re not even worth my black ink revenge.
Don’t let your happiness depend on something you may lose.
- C.S Lewis (St. Augustine)

(Source: yearslater)

(Source: saras-scrapbook)

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