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If I had to drop any addiction, I would. Only if I can kiss you at least once a day. For I am addicted to your lips. For my true addiction are your lips.
I hate this feeling. Not being able to do what you love. Restricted by society. Restricted by the standards around you.
I don't want to exist, but down to my core my instinct is to exist.
I feel my heart beat. It does without a thought. It is what gives me life, but it doesn't make me feel life. It only makes me realize that it may stop without it telling me. I hate this feeling of nonexistence.
Lives get better, but it gets worse.
The only happiness that last forever is ignorant happiness. I wish I was ignorant again. I wish I never loved, so that I can love forever.
I know who I am, but living in this world since year one has cause me to change who I am. What I do. What I say.
So it's not about living in the now. But living for yourself. Living for what you like and dislike. Loving what you love.
What I realize, is that nothing stays the same. Nothing. We live in a world that changes everyday. Everything changes. You. Me. The people around us. Buildings. Our environment. Everything changes and has a cause and effect.
We all like and dislike certain things. That is what defines us. But we can never truly know one another. We can never know exactly what another chooses to do or say. That causes change and inconsistency in everyone's lives. With this, caus…
I don't know what we are suppose to do with the life we are given. Some people find meaning and purpose. But the definition of meaning and purpose is define through each individual. How am I suppose to find mine. I do not attach my self to …
I like it cold, you like it hot. I just want to find the warmth of our love.
You are suppose to let people borrow your love so you can get there love back. But I give my love willingly. No one spends time on loving me because they have my love. I wasn't taught to just give love to borrow. How does one do that?
Tears are warm because of the energy we put into them.
Those are just harsh things I want to say because he stabbed me. But I don't want to stab him. I love him, I just want to be with him. But then how do I ignore the instinct to fight back, to stab back. I don't want to stab him but he makes …
I am sit here on the bus, thinking how my life is just filled with songs about losing love even when your my first love. Then I see a couple kissing. I cry. I cry because not only do they love each other but they express it in there laugh, …
I will always love you, because I completely gave you my heart.
Love fucks with your life. It affects you in ways of a drug. You want it so badly it devours you. It takes over your mind and body. You want to feel nothing else. It's only possession is your heart. Your will is overpowered to the edge. The…
I have never felt this before. The feel of warmth under my eyes. My tears drying up on my face because I am sick of wiping them away. The feeling of those three words. Slicing, my tender heart. The words that are harsh and unthought, but tr…