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hannahdutton
hannahdutton
just a teen with a broken heart and high hopes
the thought of you gives me hope, patience , warmth, giggles, smiles, laughs, faith, and the feeling of happiness once again. h.d
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Apr 9, 2014
Apr 9, 2014 at 10:41 PM UTC
Thoughts
in life i have learned that no one really matters because at the end of the day, you don't have anyone. (not even yourself) h.d
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Apr 6, 2014
Apr 6, 2014 at 10:09 PM UTC
Jan 14
Your smile, I love it. Your eyes, are perfect. Your laugh, is contagious. Your nose, is adorable. Your advice, is helpful. Your kindness, is encouraging. Your love, is addictive, my drug, my reason to be here *You are my prince, and I love you.* h.d
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Apr 6, 2014
Apr 6, 2014 at 10:08 PM UTC
You
I don't know why I keep getting bad. It's as if I can't help myself, I just keep drowning slowly and painfully, yet I can see everyone watching, and standing silently. h.d.
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Apr 6, 2014
Apr 6, 2014 at 10:01 PM UTC
Dec 22
I thought I now knew what happiness felt like. But that feeling has faded just as fast as it had come. I was doing so well, until you showed me the side I never knew. h.d
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Apr 6, 2014
Apr 6, 2014 at 9:56 PM UTC
Untitled
The sun rising after a peaceful night The rainbow after a storm passes The rain pouring down during a drought A cup of tea when you are feeling down Bright green grass in the middle of spring Sun light sparkling against your skin The Little Things h.d
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Apr 6, 2014
Apr 6, 2014 at 9:53 PM UTC
The Little Things
those who are afraid of dying die first. those who are afraid of love are broken. those who are afraid of darkness are lost. those who have tried to die, die last. those who have loved, are bent. those who have been in the dark, have been found.
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Apr 6, 2014
Apr 6, 2014 at 9:55 AM UTC
I've Come to Realize
Does it really matter? Will anyone even care? Everyone says that it's bad but do they really mean it? Is it really bad if the person is looking for any easy way out? h.d.
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Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 4:20 PM UTC
Drinking and Driving
Part of me is forever going to want you. Your smile, Your touch, Your smell, will forever stay with me. Part of me knows that forever is a long time. But when I start to think of you, It doesn't seem long enough. h.d.
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Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 11:15 PM UTC
Forever