where are you now?
honestly, i hope its sunny where ever you are, all the time.
and i hope you have people that care about you as much as i did.

and you learn to find yourself. . .

because we all deserve to be found.

i get all productive at the worst times.

i get all mushy at the worst times.

nostalgic.

bipolar.

sad.

etc.

'itsaah gravy'

you come off more genuine if you try hard.

new deathcab.

ihad so much to say and it leaked the fuck out of my ear.......

im drowning in sounds nad sights.

v

a

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ive figuired it all out.
pack bags.

i vant to voke a vlunt vhile vriving on the atvantic vity expressvay.
i vant the beach.

Matthew 18:21-22

The Parable of the Unmerciful Servant

21 Then Peter came to Jesus and asked, "Lord, how many times shall I forgive my brother when he sins against me? Up to seven times?"

22 Jesus answered, "I tell you, not seven times, but seventy x seven times.[a]

I know you love how I make it all go away:
all the joy, all the pain, all thoughts in your brain.
For the price of your soul, I will hold your heart in my talons.
For three summers straight you've been my sweet eye candy;
and no one will ever, ever, take you away from me.

i dont write in this anymore. sober ( Read more... )

sometimes a dose of reality is refreshing.

still cant turn the brain off. always f u c k i n g going.

theres nothing left anymore.