a troubador is in the air

[hope_meets_less]

if only i could figure out the cause of this neurosis
this psychosis
this blatant disreguard for sanity at times

"Where have I been all your life?
Sitting on fences, a novocaine for all the senses.
Another year will pass us by.
Making sense of nothing, in defense of something.
I laughed too late and dug myself into a grave."

it had been so fucking

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[peacheasy]

Lets get married.

[xanthral]

"what.the.fuck.am.i.doing."
This year you'll know...

[walkinbackstage]

and emotions bursting from within us, even when we're crying, we get comfort in knowing somebody else has shed those same tears. thanks for wiping mine away with your words so many times before. if you ever need anything- i'm always here.