thepaperdollspeaks is now a project completed. i will not be deleting this account. thepaperdollspeaks will just sit quietly now, a quiet infinitesimal chapter in tumblr history— perhaps only a page— perhaps a lengthy paragraph— perhaps a lengthy sentence. feel free to leave me messages, as i will probably peek in once in a blue moon, just for old time’s sake, and i would appreciate to hear from you.
thank you again, to everyone who has supported.
remember that you may continue to follow my literary (&a bit of my personal) journey, via the link at the top to my personal blog (a.k.a. “get to know me”).
you are all such lovely individuals.
have a beautiful life.
♥
the [perhaps] end.
the paper doll has spoken now, the page has turned, the story’s ended… for now.
these livers of tragedy don’t understand your comedy.
our lives are not a show, they say; they say you’re awful crude.
what do you say to a girl who has all the words?
anonymous
all, some, but never none.
i love you so much that i could be anything to you, as long as i was something to you.
so says the day dreamer two.
it’s a lovely day for a dream don’t you think darling?
so says the day dreamer.
i’m thinking life is more complicated than you make it seem— i’m thinking you are just another lovely day dream.
why she left.
she said they were a labor in her life, and not of love; it was a lie, and she was sorry.
what tunnel can break this connection?
too bad you can’t hang up on that voice in your head, saying all those things you never want to hear.
to the man with the memories.
she said, remember me by this, and only this, i dare you; and walked away.
