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there are many things that I would like to say to you
because maybe you're gonna be the one who saves me
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you stand there as if you've stood there since the beginning of the world.
the butterflies in my stomach tickle,
my pulse jumps and thrums like guitar strings- i'll play you the prettiest song you've never heard.
we've got all the symphonies ever dreamt of
stored inside our cells, notes tattoed ( Read more... ) -
stars hide your fires
so, it's been nearly two weeks since i updated, which i'm pretty sure is a sign. ;_;
i'm in a weird place right now, and i cant think of any reason to explain it. i get random panic attacks, where i get dizzy and cant breathe and start shaking uncontrollably; i have nightmares almost every night that make me jerk away and fumble for the lighswitch ( Read more... ) -
I can see you awake anytime in my head
there isnt anything like spending a day doing nothing to help you realize you have to keep moving to enjoy the pauses.
the faded polaroids that we keep trying to capture in wordssongspaintings.
tuck them in a shoebox so one day we can pull them out and reconstruct our lives.
one still frame at a time.
"He’s a real nowhere man, sitting in his nowhere ( Read more... ) -
someone once asked me
if the butterflies in your stomach come from cocoons.
you were the only face i'd ever known
i was the light from the lamp on the floor
and only as bright as you wanted me to be
i cant believe i had ever sad that the academy is.... wasnt a band that changed lives.
its not true for me.
but they change my day.
"the one you love and the one who loves you are ( Read more... ) -
i dont want to be around mad people...
but we're all mad here.
he’s sure that there is some medical or scientific word for it, one with too many syllables that refuses to fit in his mouth. the way, in memories, the world often tends to distort and blur itself like rippled glass. no matter how hard you press your face to it, the image behind never clears. it only fogs with your breath.
and ( Read more... ) -
(Untitled)
so occasionally my flist makes me lose faith in the human race.
comfort me, justin pierre.
tell me a story.
okay, lets talk about anything not involving pete wentz, ashlee simpson, and their hypothetical baby.
like um.
um.
oh! last night i had a dream about gerard way. he was at art school and all his vampire drawings came to life and took everyone ( Read more... ) -
and you said you could measure my love in numbers
hey, so, i had been meaning to put together a list of a bunch of fic that i really like, and well. some things happened, and i did, for someone, and the html crap took so long and i figured i just paste it here and force ya'll to read the greatness. mmkay? so here:
EDIT: OMG I HAD TO REDO THE WHOLE THING. YOU MOTHERFUCKERS BETTER READ IT! XD
Sparkle ( Read more... ) -
we must reinvent love
no one ever tells the story of the heartbreaker.
only of the broken heart.
they say that what doesnt kill us makes us who we are.
i get so dizzy with the idea of spending days in the city with you, walking until the sun wakes up the whole state.
breathing in the scent of smoke and sweat in some club, the walls vibrating with the music, bodies pressed ( Read more... ) -
i'm sure i didn't ruin her
why do you make me feel the way you do?
i want to write a lovesong or a fairy tale.
but i dont think i have it in me.
you're gone.
fuck this.
maybe i should just pack my things and leave.
i just want someone i actually love to be here for me to hold
and clasp hands with.
i want to start over more than anything.
i miss the nights of last summer with your ( Read more... )
