abkamel*

Status: "I'm not a self-help book, I'm just a fucked up kid"
Joined: May 7, 2011
Last Seen: 8 years
user id: 172378
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idk man, i just like to read
my life is a clusterfuck of pop punk bands,
supernatural, sherlock, skins, john  green,  
teen wolf, and  horrible humor.
my tumblr. my twitter.  

Quotes by abkamel*




"Doc,
I'm not afriad of dying; I'm only afraid of living"
 


How to Read a Good Book:

Step 1: Read book
Step 2: Finish book
Step 3: Wander around in a confused stupor for a week and question your entire existence and every decision you've ever made


"I don't know when your smile first became a part of mine"

~"Romiette and Julio" by Sharon M. Draper
your lips are like therapy
they make me forget all the horrible things that
keep me up all night.

your eyes are like the sea
exquisite and full of secrets
and if I swim too deep
I'll get lost and the waves will carry me under
taking my breath away.

the scent of your hair is like
the smell of night
at 12 P.M
when the stars shine bright
and the earth's calm and asleep.

you're everything beautiful
but even beauty
comes to an
ugly ending.

 

~m.k.d
What I don't get is,
how can you walk straight past me like I never meant anything to you.
"I didn't want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that's really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare and you're so relieved.
I woke up into a nightmare"

"And what is that nightmare, Craig?"

"Life."

"Life is a nightmare."

"Yes."
 
"It's hard to talk when you want to kill yourself.
That's above and beyond everything else, and it's not a mental complaint-it's a physical thing, like it's physically hard to open your mouth and make the words come out. They don't come out smooth and in conjunction with your brain the way normal words do; they come out in chunks as if from a crushed ice dispencer; you stumble on them as they gather behind yuour lower lip. So you just keep quiet."

I'm jealous of the morning sun

Who gets to be the first to see you

Or the coffee cup

Who gets to kiss your sleepy lips awake
Call me cliche but
everytime I see those dimples
I hope more and more
that your smile is for me

but hold your breath
because tonight will be the night that I will
fallforyo  

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