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kikiwantshercookie
kikiwantshercookie
15 years old, therefore I am a teenage girl. / I'm probably more in love with words than people. / I believe that any event, now matter how insignificant it may seem, can become the greatest adventure if it is told in the right way. / I am also a firm believer that you should allow people to be who they want, because repression becomes depression which can lead to hate and anger, and if you cause anger in someone then you should be held equally responsible for the consequences of said anger. / But all seriousness aside, if you talk to me about books, we are automatically friends...unless you know, you're burning a book or something. / Don't even dare talk to me about make up or boy-bands, because I WILL die of boredom. / I am obsessed with Martin Freeman and I like cookies. / / 'Nuff said.
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I suppose I never dreamed that I would find someone that understood me. But you. You were different You gave me that smile. that honest, open, cheeky smile. you looked me in the eye when we first met, and you saw me. and that’s when I knew, that we’d be friends. I try to avoid your eyes, Because they make me squirm, bright and shining, as clear as a pool of glass and yet as deep as the rolling waves But I find myself getting pulled in, I get lost and can’t seem nor am I willing to stumble out again You play many instruments, too many to list but you’re especially good at tugging on my heartstrings crafting music that wraps around my head that makes everything seem clear and yet opaque, as if a fog had clouded over my brain and misted my eyes letting the tears drip down like a waterfall on my face I cry for you. And yet there is no way I’d let the springs run dry. Because I care. Now, when I take the risk, and look into the sapphires that are your eyes, I see storms approaching Inevitable no matter what I do The thunder rumbles on The lightening strikes soon after, it terrifies me, but all I can do is cling onto land and pray that I don’t lose you in the flood I know you’ve cried an ocean of tears yourself drowning yourself in your own sorrows I know you’ve lost your only life-raft but one day you can build another Until then I’ll help you swim to shore and although I’ve half-drowned myself in the process All I know, is that if I’m going sink, I’m lifting you until I know you’re safe Because I may not be your life-raft, But I’ll rescue you from the storm I’ll stay with you through this one and I’ll protect you through all the others One day the skies will clear And become a pale blue, But that’s when I know to look away from your eyes, and from the blinding sunshine that is you.
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Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 3:39 PM UTC
kikiwantshercookie
Sunny Skies & Stormy Seas
I suppose I never dreamed that I would find someone that understood me. But you. You were different You gave me that smile. that honest, open, cheeky smile. you looked me in the eye when we first met, and you saw me. and that’s when I knew, that we’d be friends. I try to avoid your eyes, Because they make me squirm, bright and shining, as clear as a pool of glass and yet as deep as the rolling waves But I find myself getting pulled in, I get lost and can’t seem nor am I willing to stumble out again You play many instruments, too many to list but you’re especially good at tugging on my heartstrings crafting music that wraps around my head that makes everything seem clear and yet opaque, as if a fog had clouded over my brain and misted my eyes letting the tears drip down like a waterfall on my face I cry for you. And yet there is no way I’d let the springs run dry. Because I care. Now, when I take the risk, and look into the sapphires that are your eyes, I see storms approaching Inevitable no matter what I do The thunder rumbles on The lightening strikes soon after, it terrifies me, but all I can do is cling onto land and pray that I don’t lose you in the flood I know you’ve cried an ocean of tears yourself drowning yourself in your own sorrows I know you’ve lost your only life-raft but one day you can build another Until then I’ll help you swim to shore and although I’ve half-drowned myself in the process All I know, is that if I’m going sink, I’m lifting you until I know you’re safe Because I may not be your life-raft, But I’ll rescue you from the storm I’ll stay with you through this one and I’ll protect you through all the others One day the skies will clear And become a pale blue, But that’s when I know to look away from your eyes, and from the blinding sunshine that is you.
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