spend all your time waiting.

what? what? what? what?

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is real?

Unaware of the possibility. Thrilling at the mere thought that we could..
we should..
without a doubt..
fly away from this place with coral draped upon our golden shoulders. Raising our fists to the one who need not to fear us, but them self for what they bring upon the world.
No no no no. WAY>>>>OUT>>>>

exit blocked. doomed f'real. bout to die. shit outtaaa luuuck motha fucka
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exit barricaded. doomed for certain. out of luck for today, dear sir.



"The easiest way out", she said while staring up at the clock. "Would be to simply ignore the past, present and future altogether."
He stared blankly at her as if she had asked him to just jump off the edge, to let go of everything he ever loved.

This includes you.

Take me to the eddggeeeee

It's because I have nothing better to do.
We're all blind and medicated.
We're all dumb and over dramatic.

With too much time on our hands.

You're the same song, repeating in my head. When I see it's over. such a strange commotion, breathing, beating, for unsure reasons.. that's what they said all along.
For that song you sang. I'd give it all.
I'd give it all.
All for you to come around.
To see this life sprout within me. What you hope is very dead.
Casually slipping away.
Casually breaking hearts, and guitars.
Snapping strings, pulling wires that lead to my soul and end at my toes.
Fluttering, waxing out the times we shared.
The times you gave a fuck.
sleeeeeepppp waaalllkkinggggg.
in and out of the corridor. screaming so loud you could swear that death had painted it's very name on our front doorstep.
I miss you.
But I hate you.
But I love you.
But I screwed it all up.
But you made me.
But I was too drunk to notice
to notice that you cared.
To notice you cared when I drunkenly stumbled away,
thinking to myself, here we go..a good time.
when my good time was right behind me sitting by the fire.

I'm such a prick. Such a loser. Such a mistake.
Yet his hair in my face, and the dirt on my knees made me feel none of this.
And there I lay. Barely breathing. Waiting for it to end.
Who cares what's next, just do it. Just tell me.
Just say to me. Through this heavy breathing among the silence of it all.
Tell me.
Say to me.
Roll the windows up. Put your seatbelt on. Keep your hands together.
Love me


Drop.
Down.
Put em d o w n.
Don't j u d g e my CR I TI Q U E
and critical questions.

Who cares what they say.
Who cares what they saw.
I know what I felt.
So fuck them all.

I loved you first

I finally erased your number from my cell phone directory.
Not that it really makes a difference, even if it did make me smile inside. It still can't hide my frown outside.
I still can't think straight as you walk by.
My hands become shaky,
my mind becomes weak
my knees are jelly.
my heart is at it's breaking point.

I can't get over anything.
Every little thing I pick apart.
I sabotage myself.
I sabotage everything I have.
Everyone who cares the least bit about me I throw away, disregarding their feelings, their mind, their thoughts, their helplessness.
Compare them to something I no longer have,
throw them away when they can't quite smile like you do.
Can't quite speak like you do.
can't quite breathe like you do.
can't quite walk like you do.
can't quite love like you do.

Even if it really is good.
it's still not you.
it's still missing.

It's still empty.
You've ruined my capability to love.
To grow. To enjoy. To laugh. To smile.
To see you and not feel my heart break.

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Walking across the way she meets him, her hair up and messy on her head, and he sits on his bike staring across at her, waiting for her. smiling and getting antsy. As she gets near he leans in and whispers something in her ear, and she grasps his shoulder as if what he said could make her dizzy. And they kiss. they kiss. they kiss. they melt into eachother. Undeniably in lust.