I'm fucking losing it.

I need drugs.

You used to call after your races.

I don't know how many falling stars and 11:11s I've wished on, dandelion seeds I've blown into the wind, or how many times I've crossed my fingers tightly and prayed.. but I guess all those things are just for fairytales, because in the real world, none of that makes a difference.

It still will never happen.

I don't wanna be the one to say goodbye, but I will. 'Cause maybe in the future, you're gonna come back, come back around. The only way to really know, is to really let it go. Maybe you're gonna come back to me. 

Alexander: Jade?
Jade: Alexander?
Alexander: Do you remember that day you fell out of my window?
Jade: I sure do, you came jumping out after me.
Alexander: Well, you fell on the concrete and nearly broke your ass and you were bleeding all over the place and I rushed you off to the hospital. Do you remember that?
Jade: Yes, I do.
Alexander: Well, there’s ( Read more... )

I've never cried this hard.. I just threw up on the bathroom floor and just sat there and cried, I cant even breathe..

I don't really know how to feel. I feel like you're gone. Here in body, gone in spirit. It wasn't my doing, but I am the one who is being left to pick up the pieces. I hear it in your voice, the anger you now carry.. it won't go away. Where's the bright eyed little boy? He ran away.. away from you. Now everyone is missing out on what he gave us.. ( Read more... )

I want be in a wood room with sheets over the walls, playing old projector movies while I play my private little fort in a headdress and war paint.

I wonder if you'll ever be that person again,
or if you've just spent too much time pleasing someone else
that who you were is just completely gone.

And I don't even care.

I'm so cold towards you now because who am I speaking to ?
A shell of a person, a hollow slave.

It gets harder to be nice to you.

I don't even care. I don't even really like you. ( Read more... )