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awarewolves:

Strange There are a hundred things she has tried to chase away the things she won’t remember and that she can’t even let herself think about because that’s when the birds scream and the worms crawl and somewhere in her mind it’s always raining a slow and endless drizzle.

You will hear that she has left the country, that there was a gift she wanted you to have, but it is lost before it reaches you. Late one night the telephone will sing, and a voice that might be hers will say something that you cannot interpret before the connection crackles and is broken.

Several years later, from a taxi, you will see someone in a doorway who looks like her, but she will be gone by the time you persuade the driver to stop. You will never see her again.

Whenever it rains you think of her.

Love And then there was the time that one of them simply wouldn’t return her calls to his office. So she called the number he did not know that she had, and she said to the woman who answered that this was so embarrassing but as he was no longer talking to her, could he be told that she was still waiting for the return of her lacy black underthings, which he had taken because, he said, they smelled of her, of both of them. Oh, and that reminded her, she said, as the woman on the other end of the phone said nothing, could they be laundered first, and then simply posted back to her. He has her address. And then, her business joyfully concluded, she forgets him utterly and forever, and she turns her attention to the next.

One day she won’t love you too. It will break your heart.

Real Men Some of the girls were boys.
The view changes from where you are standing.
Words can wound, and wounds can heal.
All of these things are true.

— excerpted from Fragile Things, Neil Gaiman

kidaokagee:

Inspired by the songs in Adele’s Album “21” and the lack of internet last night, I resorted to doing little drawings for some songs from the album. I can’t say if this ends here, maybe when I hear another song of her I might start drawing about it again. If you haven’t listened to her yet, well I’m sure as hell to advice you should now.

“I’ll be waiting for you when you’re ready to love me again.” From I’ll Be Waiting.

  “I gave you the space so you could breathe, and I kept my distance so you could be free and hope that you find the missing piece to bring you back to me.” from “Don’t You Remember?”

“I wish I could lay down beside you when the day is done, and wake up to your face against the morning sun. But like everything I ever known, you disappear one day so I spent my whole life hiding my heart away.” - From “Hiding My Heart”

The lyrics that struck me most was this: “I never would have loaded up a 44 Put myself behind a jail house door If it hadn’t been, if it hadn’t been for love.”