Love is a ruthless game



PAULINE

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19| Bulacan State University | Single | Bipolar | Purple & Black | LOVE IS A RUTHLESS GAME, UNLESS YOU PLAY IT GOOD AND RIGHT |

Don't fall in love with me.
I hate that I'm still hoping.
You took a piece of me, and I let you.


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The lyric I’m most proud of is from ‘All Too Well’: ‘And you call me up again just to break me like a promise / so casually cruel in the name of being honest.’ That was something I came up with while ranting during a soundcheck. I was just playing these chords over and over onstage and my band joined in and I went on a rant. Those were some of the lines I thought of.

 

- Taylor Swift talking about the lyric from Red she is most proud of (x)


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sandaraparkinglot:

Do you even wonder about me? Because I always think of you. In every way. Whenever I look up to the sky and see the stars, I remember your eyes. It’s as bright. It’s as beautiful. There are those days especially when it’s raining  that I just feel like burying myself to the couch where we used to cuddle. Drinking a coffee from the cup you used to drink from. Looking around the corners of the room and visioning how it was back then. The running and chasing on the kitchen. The dominoes on the carpet. The kissing on the door step. The love making on the bed. 
Even the simplest things just reminds me of you, Like my ringtone. Like my favorite song. And how I arranged my room. It flashed back me to the moment when you used to complain about stuffs. And we will have our cute little argument. And you will end up kissing my forehead. There’s also something about Friday nights that constantly reminds me of you. Maybe the wine. Maybe the movies. Maybe the blanket. Or maybe I miss you. Maybe, I’ll always remember how we were. And I’ll always wonder how we could have been.

sandaraparkinglot:

Do you even wonder about me? Because I always think of you. In every way. Whenever I look up to the sky and see the stars, I remember your eyes. It’s as bright. It’s as beautiful. There are those days especially when it’s raining  that I just feel like burying myself to the couch where we used to cuddle. Drinking a coffee from the cup you used to drink from. Looking around the corners of the room and visioning how it was back then. The running and chasing on the kitchen. The dominoes on the carpet. The kissing on the door step. The love making on the bed. 

Even the simplest things just reminds me of you, Like my ringtone. Like my favorite song. And how I arranged my room. It flashed back me to the moment when you used to complain about stuffs. And we will have our cute little argument. And you will end up kissing my forehead. There’s also something about Friday nights that constantly reminds me of you. Maybe the wine. Maybe the movies. Maybe the blanket. Or maybe I miss you. Maybe, I’ll always remember how we were. And I’ll always wonder how we could have been.



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Have you ever loved someone so much, it hurt you?

 

- Ten Word Story (via meth-goddess)


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one day this won’t hurt anymore

 

- reoccuring thoughts (via missinyouiskillingme)


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One day you’ll kiss someone and know those are the lips you want to kiss for the rest of your life.

 

- Unknown (via buhaybabae)


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To the woman my husband loves. If you're reading this, then it must be true, he loves you without a shadow of a doubt or else he wouldn't have given this to you. I can only hope that you feel the same way about him that he does about you. I wanted to write this letter because I wanted you to know one very important thing; I'm so glad he found you. I only wish I could be there some how to met you, and maybe in some ways I am. Outside of my husband and my two beautiful children, you are the most important person in the world to me because I am gone and they are yours now. You need to take care of them; make them laugh, hold them when they cry, stand up for them, and teach them wrong from right. The thought of you it gives me hope; hope that Alex remembers what it feels like to be young and in love, hope that josh finds someone to fish with again, hope that Lexie has someone to help her on her wedding day. I hope that one day my family will be whole again. And most of all hope that somehow I'm there with all of you, watching over all of you.

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please?