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The Sleeping Wallflower*

Status: I'm perfectly happy living a life people will easily forget.

Member Since: 30 Jun 2013 07:51pm

Last Seen: 20 Aug 2019 08:24pm

Birthday: July 27

Location: Red Land

Gender: F

user id: 364776

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Stay alive sunshine.

Currently fangirling* 

Comics Sans and Dank Memes.

I don't care, I ship it.

17 years old
and acts like I'm 7, with sarcasm problems.


  1. The Sleeping Wallflower* The Sleeping Wallflower*
    posted a quote
    November 24, 2016 2:27am EST
    I just realized something amazing.I was always drawn to Steve Rogers as a character, his story spoke volumes to me and haven't realized why until this moment: He was told that he wouldn't be good enough in the military. I'm told that on the daily, yet that is my dream. He goes in anyway and proves everyone wrong.While he gets the Super Soldier Serum and becomes much stronger it symobolizes to me that pursuing your dreams makes you stronger. So this blew my mind.Captain America is not only a hero but an inspiration to me.

  2. The Sleeping Wallflower* The Sleeping Wallflower*
    posted a quote
    April 9, 2016 10:16pm EDT
    It was all so painless, falling in love with Dean. There was something so mindlessly ordinary about it, like Dean was just another fixture, just another glass in his cupboard that he had begun using. He wasn’t there, and then the next day he was, and Cas couldn’t remember the hours before him. ~Twist and Shout, a Destiel AU

  3. The Sleeping Wallflower* The Sleeping Wallflower*
    posted a quote
    January 1, 2016 12:32am EST
    Spoonfuls into the Pit We Dug
    by: Chloe Marie
    He said,
    "Don't forget me"
    I knew I wouldn't, his memories were everywhere.
    I kept his face in my sorrow filled mind, as I closed my eyes, he would smile.
    His voice rang in my now empty ears, he whispered softly, as everything remain silent.
    His hands lingered on my bare waist, memories of him taunting me, shouting out to me,
    as I struggle to continue through the pointless, never ending movements of life.
    His fingertips ever so slowly brushed along my tingling arms,
    as if he were engulfing me in a restless sleep,
    muttering sweet words I would never hear again.
    Tossing and turning, I knew he wasn't truly there.
    Twisting and cursing to myself for believing he would never leave.
    Memories help you remember,
    while begging you to forget.
    I chose which path I would follow,
    as I agreed to his soft begging,
    "Don't forget me."
    He mumbled into my hair.
    I can only remember,
    what other choice can I have,
    as his eyes glisten with the fear of me forgetting who he was to me?
    I wiped his tears away,
    as I fought back a storm of my own.
    What a foolish thought!
    "I promise I won't."
    I gave him hope,
    as I tried to work my way around the lump in my throat.
    His warm brown eyes held me in a loving, yet violent embrace,
    as if a single look could lead me towards the pit we knew we were digging since day one.
    We never truly acknowledged what we were doing,
    but yet never denied it.
    And never thought too much about the dread leaving each other would bring;
    with each shovel full of removed dirt meant another memory made.
    The effort was never wasted,
    and we knew that.
    The pit is now done;
    the earth that was once there is now stored with us.
    We bring the dirt everywhere we go,
    to dump back spoonfuls at a time.
    The amount we keep,
    we use to cover what will someday be our cold,
    lifeless bodies into the ground.
    We dig when we're in love,
    because we aren't supposed to keep hidden.
    When we approach the end,
    we won't have to cover who we are,
    for we would have already revealed everything we have to show.
    Life is a show and tell,
    yet a little more complex.
    We prepare for what's ahead,
    letting go of all the unnecessary cargo,
    and experiencing little moments to remember along the way.
    Everything has a little beautiful,
    everything has a little ugly.
    It simply depends on how you view it.
    "Please remember me."
    I whisper to him,
    I cast a glance upwards,
    dancing my eyes across his face,
    taking each feature in,
    scraping a little dirt off the edge of the pit I knew we've finally finshed.
    His brown eyes finally found mine,
    I embraced the familiar feeling that those eyes gave me.
    And, at that moment I realized that I've held on much too long.
    He has to go.
    And I have to let him.
    We were both ready, pretending we weren't,
    "I couldn't forget you."
    His lips curved into a sad grin.
    "Good."
    I told him for I knew I would soon forget myself,
    as I willingly only remembered him.
    Then we faced reality,
    and had our goodbyes.
    I would be lying if I said they were depressing,
    that word alone couldn't do that justice.
    I wanted to yell,
    I longed to drag him back to the place we called home.
    But the world is cruel,
    no one can stop that.
    We weren't the unexpected superheroes to stop the villain.
    We are just innocent citizens,
    at the wrong place,
    at the wrong time,
    waiting for someone to save the day.
    Unfortunately, our wishes were useless,
    that didn't happen.
    So, we embraced for the last time,
    and put everything we had into that last kiss.
    "Don't forget what we have."
    I nodded into his chest.
    Moments later, he let go of my hand.
    "I love you." He smiled sadly,
    I supressed tears.
    "I love you too."
    He smiled, then turned and left.
    Later, I found myself chucking spoonfuls of dirt into that pit we dug.
    We finished.
    The digging was accomplished,
    but now we must begin putting the earth back in place,
    filling the empty chasm that left us so sore.
    There are beautiful memories that I kept for myself and him.
    Some things you just can't convince yourself to throw away.
    It's not easy leaving,
    but once you do,
    we realize that we never truly lost anything.

  4. The Sleeping Wallflower* The Sleeping Wallflower*
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    December 30, 2015 9:19am EST
    I have been trying to feel the "ground thunder below my feet" for so long now, that I can feel my life fading away. I've let it slip almost voluntarily, trying to find a way to keep everything from leaking through the spaces between my fingers. It's useless, and I've finally found that out.
    The things that used to excite me, now bore me. And I am aware that people call this depression, but it doesn't feel like I'm sad, I'm honestly just completely and utterly empty.
    I feel happy some moments, but then they just slip out of my grasp, and I fall back to painful dullness that reduce numbing aches for something new again. I overthink life; I don't know how to take it, and experience it.
    I have the desire to feel intensely again.

  5. The Sleeping Wallflower* The Sleeping Wallflower*
    posted a quote
    November 20, 2015 1:45pm EST
    Charlie's Last Letter
    I don't know if I will have the time to write anymore letters
    because I might be too busy trying to participate.
    So if this does end up being the last letter,
    I just want you to know that I was in a bad place before I started high school
    and you helped me.
    Even if you didn't know what I was talking about
    or know someone who's gone through it.
    You made me not feel alone.
    Because I know there are people who say all these things don't happen.
    And there are people who forget what it's like to be sixteen when they turn seventeen.
    And know these will all be stories someday
    and our pictures will become old photographs
    and we'll all become somebody's mom or dad.
    But right now these moments are not stories.
    This is happening.
    I am here and I am looking at her
    and she is so beautiful.
    I can see it.
    This one moment when you know you're not a sad story,
    you are alive.
    And you stand up and see the lights on buildings
    and everything that makes you wonder,
    when you were listening to that song
    on that drive with the people you love most in this world.
    And in this moment, I swear, we are infinite.

  6. The Sleeping Wallflower* The Sleeping Wallflower*
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    November 12, 2015 6:06am EST
    current profile picture is my crazy "we don't give a fuc.k!' outcast squad!

  7. The Sleeping Wallflower* The Sleeping Wallflower*
    posted a quote
    November 11, 2015 1:36pm EST
    Oh Ms. Believer by twenty | one | pilots
    Oh Ms. Believer.
    My pretty sleeper.
    Your twisted mind is like snow on the road.
    Your shaking shoulders prove that it's colder,
    Inside your head, in the winter of death.
    I will tell you, I love you.
    But the muffs on your will cater your fears.
    My nose and feet are running as we start,
    To travel through snow.
    Together we go. [2x]
    We get colder,
    As we grow older.
    We will walk so much slower.
    Oh Ms. Believer,
    My pretty weeper.
    Your twisted thoughts are like snow on the rooftops.
    Please take my hand.
    We're in foreign land,
    As we travel through snow.
    Together we go. [2x]
    We get colder,
    As we grow older.
    We will walk so much slower.

  8. The Sleeping Wallflower* The Sleeping Wallflower*
    posted a quote
    November 10, 2015 1:32pm EST
    For the first time, I'm scared of what my future holds.

  9. The Sleeping Wallflower* The Sleeping Wallflower*
    posted a quote
    November 10, 2015 1:26pm EST
    Everything will be changed.
    Nothing will be the same again.
    It's getting harder for me to be the person I liked so much.
    It's getting harder to be the person everyone is used to seeing.
    It's getting harder to find happiness like I used to.
    It's getting easier to become distant.
    It's getting easier to become cold.
    It's getting easier to show what I've been hiding for so long.
    Nothing is the same.
    Everything has changed.
    -Chloe Marie

  10. The Sleeping Wallflower* The Sleeping Wallflower*
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    October 2, 2015 1:22pm EDT
    I've been sitting watching life pass from the side lines, been waiting for a dream to seep in through my blinds. I wonder what might happen, if I left this all behind, would the wind be at my back? Could I get you off my mind, this time?

  11. The Sleeping Wallflower* The Sleeping Wallflower*
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    October 2, 2015 1:13pm EDT
    I realize that people leave, because they already bought a ticket to another ride.

  12. The Sleeping Wallflower* The Sleeping Wallflower*
    posted a quote
    April 5, 2015 9:31pm EDT
    Keep holding on, thats all you have to do, kid. You may have to fake that smile today, but believe me, tomorrow it will be real. You will feel the happiness in yourself that you never thought you could ever feel. Depression never actually goes away, but happiness is acheivable. Life is worth living, every second of it matters. Dream big, the future is YOURS, kid.

  13. The Sleeping Wallflower* The Sleeping Wallflower*
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    February 26, 2015 11:18am EST
    Just keep ignoring me. I am nothing to you. One day I will leave and no one will care enough to notice. Remember I am nothing.

  14. The Sleeping Wallflower* The Sleeping Wallflower*
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    December 19, 2014 11:34pm EST
    Follow me on tumblr: rain013

  15. The Sleeping Wallflower* The Sleeping Wallflower*
    posted a quote
    December 19, 2014 11:40am EST
    What's wrong with me?
    Why won't someone love me?

  16. The Sleeping Wallflower* The Sleeping Wallflower*
    posted a quote
    December 19, 2014 11:35am EST
    I don't deserve you.

  17. The Sleeping Wallflower* The Sleeping Wallflower*
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    December 19, 2014 7:01am EST
    You are who you choose to be...- Iron Giant

  18. The Sleeping Wallflower* The Sleeping Wallflower*
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    December 18, 2014 11:34am EST
    I wish that I could stop hoping for someone to love and save me.

  19. The Sleeping Wallflower* The Sleeping Wallflower*
    posted a quote
    December 17, 2014 12:48pm EST
    Out of the night that covers me,
    Black as the pit from pole to pole
    I thank whatever gods may be,
    For my unconquerable soul.
    In the fell clutch of circumstance,
    I have not winced nor cried aloud.
    Under the bludgeoning of chance,
    My head is bloody but unbowed.
    Beyond this place of wrath and tears,
    Looms but the horror of the shade.
    And yet the menace of the years,
    Finds and shall find me unafraid.
    It matters not how strait the gate,
    How charged with punishments the scroll,
    I am the master of my fate:
    I am the captain of my soul.
    William Henley

  20. The Sleeping Wallflower* The Sleeping Wallflower*
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    December 17, 2014 10:54am EST
    She showed me there was another world within the cracks of our uneven sidewalk.- Beautiful Creatures.

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