daydreamers ENTER MIDNIGHT
  • I willingly wish to stay innocent 

    so as to believe in the monsters under my bed 

    but never to understand the 9 o clock news 

    isn’t just one bad horror movie

  • Your lips promise 

    the exploration of nether lands

    and just so you know 

    there’s a hidden treasure 

  • The thing with wildlings is that we’re attracted to their raw beauty, their untamed heart, their burning eyes and their souls… so free that make ours ache, when we painfully understand we were once one of them but we let society tame our spirit.
    ~ Anna Roig, trying to get in touch with my inner wildling again. 
  • What’s with the “here’s a blog: blog’sname” thing. 

    Is it new? Is it…like… sponsored?

    Does it weird you out too?

    I am being too picky?

    Is this why my followers don’t send me cute inboxes?

    Do people think I’m a lovestruck bitch?

  • aquietjoy2:

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Reblogging because: 
- I love Joy and Joy loves me back! 
- It’s been ages since I was on anybody’s crush list, and look, I made it to the starry place! 
- This post has probably some time around but I hadn’t checked my own tag in a while, so that’s why I didn’t thank you before, sweetie, for letting me into this, your heart (two) 
xoxo 
Anna

    aquietjoy2:

    Reblogging because: 

    - I love Joy and Joy loves me back! 

    - It’s been ages since I was on anybody’s crush list, and look, I made it to the starry place! 

    - This post has probably some time around but I hadn’t checked my own tag in a while, so that’s why I didn’t thank you before, sweetie, for letting me into this, your heart (two) 

    xoxo 

    Anna

  • Dear lover, make the wound so fatal that the only thing I crave to survive from here on, is your love.
    ~ Anna Roig 
  • this is going to be a long night 

    for both of us 

    but while you’re there

    and I’m here

    (and there’s really nothing we can do to change it) 

    let’s play a game 

    a game of believing 

    I’ll start 

    and I’ll believe 

    that you’re right here by my side 

    cuddling up against me 

    and our warmths become one 

    I’ll make my best effort to believe 

    that if I just move my hand and look for you 

    I’ll find your face and will be able to caress you 

    like I always do, like you always wait for me to do it 

    As for you 

    please believe 

    that I’m right there with you 

    that it’s not a dark and lonely place you’re in 

    that it is just a different home… just for the night 

    that if you close your eyes, you’ll feel my embrace 

    and there’ll be no time and space between us 

    but the one we let … and there’s none 

    Just for one night 

    Just for tonight 

    let’s play this game 

    so I don’t miss you like hell 

    and you don’t feel sad 

    we’ll believe we’re still together 

    and come morning we will be 

    and we’ll kiss and greet each other 

    like a thousand years have gone by 

    but in truth, it will only have been 

    one night

    when we were apart 

    but we believed our way out of it 

    one night 

    when we were apart 

    but we didn’t miss each other 

    because we believed we were together

  • You can’t call love that which weakens and quits when the storm darkens your sky. Call love that which will endure and thrive to get you out of that storm, even if the darkness falls on both of you
    ~ Anna Roig / middleofthenightdaydreams
  • middleofthenightdaydreams:

    Just a friendly reminder to let you all know that just recently I created a new blog, chock full of all things love BUT! in Spanish (my dear mother tongue) …

    So if you are into reading poetry and prose in another language and you’d like to make me happy, please come follow me in

  • The sound of my pencil against the paper resembles the sound of scratching off, of erasing something… Maybe if I keep on writing I’ll be able to erase your memory from my heart.
    ~ Anna Roig / middleofthenightdaydreams

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