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Not mine, unknown artist. That boy you punched in the hall today, commited suicide a few minutes ago. That girl you called a slut in class today is a virgin.
Walking in the dark, darkness overtaking me, i want to win, it's a race. He's winning he always wins a walk faster, he's coming, i jog, he's coming, i run, he's coming, i sprint, he's here.
Be strong now, because things will get better. It might be stormy now, but it can rain forever....
Waking up from a bad dream Torn and frail. You'll start to leave scars. The pain I feel reflects on a whole new scale. I push and scratch. You shove and attack.
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There's only 1 thing 2 do 3 words 4 you I love you. By unknown.
I'm not a perfect girl. My hair doesn't always stay & i spill things a lot. I'm pretty damn clumsey. Sometimes i have a broken heart.
This is obscene, Don't be harsh. I asked for a friend, Why did you laugh. I wanted a friendships that would last. You saw me, you smiled, you walked straight on past. It's okay, I've been had.
If you're gonna be two-faced at least make one of them pretty - Marilyn Monro.
We are all a little weird, and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in a mutual weirdness and we call it love.
"like the seasons you come and go, and like the clouds you float away, but I love you all the same".
My WiFi went dead such a tragic dispair. It ment no Opuss for me, for one whole day. A day without composing, writing, and posting. A time of darkness I don't want to revisit.
Today is the last today you will ever have. So make the best of it..
"I hope, when the time comes, you’ll be able to look back on your life with nothing but laughter and content. I hope you cross everything off that damn list of yours.
"Maybe some people just aren’t meant to stay in our lives forever, maybe some people are just passing through.
If I could write a song, that's what I'd do. If I just had the words, I'd write one too. But I don't have the music, And my words come out wrong, But if I could write a song, I'd write it for you..
“So this is my life. And I wan’t you to know that I am both happy and sad" Stephen Chbosky.
Does heaven exist. Maybe you belong in hell. Which one of these is on your list. Does hell ring a bell. Or does heaven sing so strong. Maybe hell just seems so wrong. Which ever one may you choose.
"You know what I’ve realized. Everything in life is art.
"most of the days I am content with being alone but sometimes when I watch a movie or read a book that has a love story in it, or when I see lovers holding hands or kissing.
"People have scars. In all sorts of unexpected places. Like secrets roadmaps of their personal histories. Diagrams of all their old wounds. Most of our wounds heal, leaving nothing behind but a scar.
"Curls of your brown hair-. tesla coils. freckles of your cheeks-. scatter plotted data. you’re a carefully. calculated. arrangement of atoms. eroding my atmosphere. challenging the very physics.
" Iwant to know how many scars you have and memorize the shape of your tongue. I want to climb the curve of your lower back and count your vertebrae your ribs your fingers your goose bumps.
"You spread yourself across seas Your voice greeting foreign trees Your voice stalking the evening stars".