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This is about me and only me. No one else. These are my life choices. Yeah, you're not proud. You can see this is personal. My own choice. You can't see your future. When you're still clouding mine.
Song I don't know why I care so much I don't know how it started But I can't share my feelings for you Cause I'll end up broken hearted Cause I know it's hard to say And I know it's not what you...
I find myself smiling a lot lately It’s because of you, That goes without saying The smallest things that you say Make me smile, They make my day I love that you love me Although sometimes I find...
I ran up the steps to the music school with my hood pulled up over my face so no one could see the tears streaming down my face.
You're just not that into me. Except when you are. From hot right to cold. You're near then you're far. Maybe you're bad with emotions. Or tired or sick. Maybe I'm over thinking.
Left gasping and breathless. The words escape me in a rush of fear. There's no way of knowing the outcome. But you have to know its how I feel. They jump from my mouth in a rush.
It's my fault. Too long I had to be accepting. For too many years I needed to be tough and strong. And now you have entered my life deceived by my appearance. I am not always strong.
You'll be seen with me by nightlight, When all the world's asleep, When slumber's stalking through the night, And dreams are all too deep.
Trying to put pen to paper (or thumb to keyboard) Sometimes just doesn't cut it. The words to express a thing don't flow. This is because sometimes, words are not enough.
I hate making you cry. salty tears from all your pores. your ears. your nose. your vagina. your asshole. your pores. it's so sad to see you drown yourself.
Wake up at a certain time. Do Ab and arm workouts. Eat. Put on nice clothes that I think you'll notice me in. Makeup. Hair. Brush teeth. Spray perfume. Rush to bus stop.
You're gonna break my heart By fucking me over There'll be a few days afterwards Where I'll avoid being sober But I'll be sure to break your heart too Altho I don't know what I'll have to do For you...
I give you my heart with all my love But will it be enough. I give you my soul to swim in your ocean Do you get the level of my devotion.
I see you in the rain that falls I see you in the sky I see you in the trees that sway And in the birds that fly I want to have you hold me tight And tell me it's okay I want to feel so very...
I've been searching for the right words to say Words that will help me to convey The feelings that I hold inside So that they no longer need to hide.
(Contains a couple unladylike words). ***. It's a shame how sappy I truthfully am. Lovesick and emotional. Really now,. Damn. It's ridiculous. And sickening. I reread these posts. And want to scream.
I will open my heart. Pour it out to you. I'm not too good at it. So I'll tell you what I'll do. Within my words I'll tell you. That you and I are meant to be. We will not part until my dying day.
#bestofopuss/personal favorite ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sit down and ponder with me life's small and weighty matters. Does the death of a man or beast or flea leave an angels heart in tatters.
"I like you a lot,". "I really like you, too,". Somehow I just know. You'll say "I love you,". Not now on the phone. But the next time we meet. You'll send chills down my spine.
I wish to be with you But you're so far away I feel lucky that I even Get to talk to you everyday You say you want to be with me And that's all fine and dandy But you're so far away I'm like...
I'm going to try and write something from my heart. However I think it will be quite hard. Every time I let my defence down. I am left looking like a clown.
I quickly got up from the table, my chair squealing against the sticky cafeteria floor. I had to go after him; I couldn't let Marshall walk away thinking that I was trying to hurt him.
I fell in love with the way you secretly avoided eye contact. I fell for the times you'd catch my gaze and never break it. I fell for your hair. a bit curly red mess. I fell for your body.
"You're staring," he said quietly, "is that what you came for. To stare at the freak?" His voice was angry but his grey eyes were sad, disappointed almost.