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“Should I blame it on the mornings or the summer night stars or maybe on myself? I could even blame it on the whole world but it will not change anything because neither the mornings nor the sparkling stars nor the world could make you mine once more. So whose fault is it?”
— voks (via midnightwritings)
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“Funny how I know you don’t miss me But I still wish You did Last time we met You noticed how different I became How different You’ve made me You who touched my Star like heart Dripping of joy and happiness You who turned it into Ice like coldness Dripping of nothing but bitterness Isn’t that a little Harsh, don’t you think? You didn’t even KNEW How much you meant to me? After all my caring for you? I didn’t ask to be cared back I just wish you would acknowledge That you’re loved And that you deserve to be loved Everyone does, after all But I don’t want anyone anymore Not even you.”
— Have I become different?



