21:44 (예뻤어)

I still think of you sometimes

Should I call you up?

I thought about it for a while but

Baby I know it’s already over

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c'est fini entre nous


tomorrow today, JJ Project

So tell me which way to go

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The Day It Rained for Twenty Four Hours and The Sun Slept In


coming home, JJ Project

I was fine. I just wanted to see you.
but sadness falls from your eyes.


tomorrow today, JJ Project

today I hesitantly answer a question

I don’t even know the answer to


(via stuhhhdy)


(via ambiguities)


On Medicine



Take me, I am the drug.

- Salvador Dali

pretend what you hear is the singing of angels. you wish you could join in but you’ve swallowed the moon and it stains your throat with blood as you choke on it. you try to retrace the steps of your day in your brain, to understand what made you steal the moon from the sky and hide it in your mouth. nobody has to tell you the pain never ends; you already know. you have a head full of sins and hands covered in broken skin, and you think: I am the moving sea. I am the spaces in between the sea and the sky. I am the tear-stricken cloud. I am the dreams flying around in the sky. I am gone.


rumi

“Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.”