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i carved your name across my eyelids. you pray for rain, i pray for blindness.
sometimes i think when you want something so much you don't see it's imperfections. love blinds everyone, i see it everyday. half of us walk around numb and empty just to please everyone else. we do everything we can and it's never enough. there's always someone better. you can waste 8 years of your life trying to be someone to somebody, only to ( Read more... ) -
I'd like to think I'm a mess you'd wear with pride
I didn't care about you. Not until you said you didn't want me back. It's like just because you don't want me, it makes me want you. Your shorter than me, and 19 to boot. Your hair always looks amazing, even the second you get out of bed. As I run my hands further and further through your hair, I want further into your life. You have this warmth, ( Read more... ) -
i'm mapping out my ending, it's never going to happen now
i stood there today. the very same spot that he stood when he pulled the trigger and ended it all. as we drove down the road, i sat there wondering what he might of thought as he drove down the exact same road, with the intentions he had. i wondered if he got scared, were you crying? was he happy to leave this place? to leave everything that made ( Read more... ) -
it's like mans best party only happens when he dies
i haven't posted in months, i haven't been able to, life is plain and my thoughts are too deep to run wild on the internet.
haylee jessie estella nadeau♥
august 27th, you changed my life forever♥
it all comes to easy, everything to do with you. your my heart, forever.
it all makes me wonder, what would he of looked like? i don't know if it hurts ( Read more... ) -
The Meaning of American Pie
I love you Buddy Holly♥ -
only you can stop this stut-stut-stut-stuttering
i just spent forever looking for this song. i makes me wet, i swear to fudging gosh. -
OMFG o_O
i don't even know what to say.
note that he isn't wearing underwear, just a bandana. -
i just want to feel your heart beat, feel you next to me and those fireworks tonight.
i would rather write her a song, because songs don't wait to resolve, and because songs mean so much to her. stories wait for endings, but songs are brave things bold enough to sing when all they know is darkness. these words, like most words, will be written next to midnight, between hurricane and harbor, as both claim to save her.
all i can do ( Read more... ) -
men are wreches.
Straight up ( Read more... )