My heart can no longer bare this.

The truth is, I'm just now moving on.

It's time. I know it is.

Melo is no longer a passtime, it's perscribed.

I'm documenting this rebirth, and capturing every monumental discovering.

The consequences, or benefits will be reap eventually.

I had this load of emotional baggage, sewn on.

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there isn't a big enough band-aid for this wound.

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I'm angry and bitter despite these sweet pecks.
Comfort me, and tend to my gashes and I'll curse you and spit.
You smirk and continue, as my fit continues.
Genuine.
Simply genuine.
Be mine.
Always, I promise I will try to hold back from following you around.
Hold my hand.
I will drag you around.
Love, lovely...take care..this table is set for two.

I've come to quite a few conclusions.

for one thing- I will not check out guys standing in front of bars. Smokers are inconsiderate and shallow. Be OFFENDED.

Second- it's better to have my heart earned, rather than to be given out. (note to self.)

I've found the joy in lyrics and comfort in synthedics, once again.

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Listen. Just LISTEN.

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with you...I fall so fast ( Read more... )

...and then one day.. everything just,worked out...

so um yeah..i'm sad.

It's done. Shows over. I'm the last one out..I fucked this up. There's no going back. I did exactly what I DIDN'T want to do. I scared him away. My heart hurts. I feel..so...hurt. This is what happens when Janet gives in too soon. Her heart shatters..like so.

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