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I should give up?Just shut up.I should never smile?You have no future.We can't all be like you,Stupid and confused.Over did it and had a fit.When I'm f***ing over it.We never understand.And we don't have to listen to sh*t.Also saying you whip some canned.-Nope, you're sh*t.I'm afraid of ghosts.I can't sleep.But nobody.Look on this situation.Bright mornings.Sun glares and bird chirping.Poor due to inflation.You have a future?I should smile.They should shut up?I won't give up.

my band has ran outta ideas f***.

Save me from these vile smiles,From the broken sleep,To my happy place,Six feet deepI’m so cold,Why cant i feelIs it too late?Is this really real?

Take it all away,I don't want this anymore.I don't have to say that this was,perfect.And at the end of the day,Who really won this game? If both of us are standing seconds from other,But feeling years away.We can lie again tonight,Let's say it's supposed to be this way.But I know you well,Just know I can tell.Every time you reassure me,I know what you really feel.Kiss and conceal,I know how you really feel.Hide and don't tell,But I know that you meant well,When you left promises over time,And tore my heart out from inside.So let's kiss and conceal,I know how you really feel.We won't mention it,It's so much easier to act like it's not there.I'll never get to realize,Why I can no longer feel alive.It's nothing serious,You'll make the rules up as we go.And say it's just perfect,Because we deserve it,And we'll fall for it every time.But I know you well,Just know I can tell.Every time you reassure me,I know what you really feel.Kiss and conceal,I know how you really feel.Hide and don't tell,But I know that you meant well,When you left signals over time,And tore my heart out from inside.Kiss and conceal,I know how you really feel.You're nothing short of a liar,But I don't care,I miss the you I remember.Don't mention it,We'll be fine.And we can do this forever,And we can do this forever and ever.But I know you well,Just know I can tell.Every time you reassure me,I know what you really feel.Kiss and conceal,I know how you really feel.Hide and don't tell,But I know that you meant well,When you left promises over time,And tore my heart out from inside.Kiss and conceal,I know how you really feel tonight.

Stay away from me until i leave you.I’ll still be here a while,I’d appreciate if you left me alone.I need to think about the choices to come.I don’t want you to get too caught up,In me.I’m unimportant..I’m never going to get anywhere with you,Hanging off me like that.

i'm drowning in a river of youi was meant to be baptised but i think i'm being martyredso make me the poster boy for your scene but you're not getting saints you're getting sinnersyeah i think you're worth the brazen bullit's the least i can do for my golden calfsorry, you make idolatry look so goodloveloveloveabby

i could kid myself in thinking that i'm finethis isn't about wordsthis is about feelingsit's not for painting picturesit's for plugging in my thoughts to the amplifier and praying the eyes aren't too harsh.point at the girl with the hole in her heart and the empty space in her hands.hands.i wonder what yours hold now.books... lots of books.maybe another hand."wellwhydoyoucareanyway"the north wind carries your silent protests from pennsylvania to new yorkicanhearyoubecause you sweat sugar rather than salt and you don't even know iti wish i wish i wish with all my wishful heart that i wasn't wishing for a wish one hundred miles apart

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i wish i'd been able to crush on cute guys in my spanish class. i wish i'd been able to do my schoolwork, and take notes in my classes. i wish i had had a group of best friends. i wish i'd been in extra curricular activities. i wish i hadnt thrown it all away.i go to japan in a week, which is going to be really fun. i'm trying to get on at work, despite my boss's worst intentions. x moe

Her Smile.    Her Smile  can move  mountains.It can clear up cloudy skies,   and bring out the sunshine.   It gleams,  like her,  shiny and brilliant from the inside out.  It,  as a diamond,  has been through enough hard times,   more than enough,  to transform her.  She takes that pain,  and projects it into love.  Into love for others,  love that can,  when needed,  help drag those who are suffering from the darkest depths of their souls.  That can make even the most hateful  person,  if just a little,  smile  from  deep  within.    Her smile can help,  and her smile can save,  Because she knows.  She knows the pain,  and she knows the sorrow.  She knows.   And she doesn't want anyone to have to feel as she has,  or to be stuck where she was for so long.  Her  smile  can save.   Her  smile  shines.       

Something i wrote a long time ago.  ____________________________ I comes from every part of your body doesn't it?  Like it's in your soul and it never ends.   Like you want nothing more than her happiness and safety,  and will stop at nothing to make sure that it happens.  You are willing to do anything and lose anything to help her.  To save her.  You close your eyes and it's her.   She's there in your mind.  Glowing and beautiful.  You'd be willing to drop your own ideals and morals and standards to match hers and you would be happy about it.   You wouldn't even care.    Picturing her smiling is the best daydream.   And if she smiles because of you then you feel like you rule the world.   You feel like a king.  You feel like everything is finally falling into place when she's around you.   She's your sunlight.    And when she's not around you it's like darkness and storms.     Trust me.   I know what you're feeling.   It's deep sh*t.    And it doesn't just go away.  It won't.

Another old thing I wrote years ago.    __________________The stars shine so brightly in your eyes.   They have constellations and galaxies and the whole universe,  and my god I hope that when she looks into them she sees the same sky that I have.  The sky to coincide perfectly with the oceans in her own.   The waves of pain that,  with you,  can turn into calm ripples,  lightly touching the sands of the life that the two of you could build together as one.   No more pain and suffering.  Just calm waters.   My god,  it could be Beautiful.I hope that she can see it.      

Darkness swirls around you,  menacing and destructive.  It threatens to pull you in.  Taunts you with vivid memories of times past. Of things that have hurt you and can still tear you open to this day.   It pokes and prods at you,  and closes in on you,  until you feel suffocated.  You can't breathe.   You can't think.   You feel all alone.   And then,  as it is just about to swallow you whole,  a light emerges in the distance.  What is it?  You wonder as it gets closer,  not noticing that the darkness is evacuating as you are focused on the light.   It slowly forms a shape.A caring glow to pull you out of the darkest place.  You look around.  The darkness is gone.  You are safe.

Blonde hair blowing in the breeze as a silver Ford Escort zips down the back road at speeds that shouldn't even be attempted by anyone short of NASCAR drivers.        Blue eyes flicking back and forth again,  taking in their surroundings.  She was at it again.  This beautiful woman had once again been hurt by the man who claims to love her.   He always did this.  Always.  Cheated on her and beat her and hurt her in so many ways..  but yet,  she always ran back to him.    She was addicted.     And this addiction was certainly killing her.  From the inside out.         She had to get away.  She just had to.   But would he drag her back yet again for more abuse?    Only time could tell..             

Something else I wrote ages ago.      ___________________There's going to be a day eventually,  where I just snap,  and I tell you all the wonderful things I think of you.   How much I love every part of you and your life.       The life you grace me with the presence of .       How I love the blue in your eyes,  and that old worn out earth green coat you wear during the winter time.     How you always seem to have to wear a hat,  no matter how hot or cold it is,  and how you used to wear the grey one so much that it became a part of your identity at work.    How your forehead wrinkles up when your eyebrows raise,  as you take in your surroundings.   How you try to fix your hair to fit into your hat,  and my god how I love your hair long.     I always have liked long hair on guys,  but damn,  you pull it off better than any of them ever have.       How you always seem to have a song either playing out loud,  or playing in your head,  and how sometimes I can catch you singing along.    And how it's so cute when you do.      How you are always there for me when I need it,  and how you pulled me from the darkness that I was trapped in at that very awful time in my life.  You helped me eat when I couldn't even stomach the thought of eating ever again.   You helped me smile when I thought my face was going to be eternally a tear-stained mess,  stuck in the shape of a frown.     How you can make me laugh in Just about any situation,  and how you're the only one who really can.     How you make my soul happy,  along with my heart,  and my mind.  You make me shine.  Because you yourself are the f***ing sun.       You are my sunlight,  my daybreak,  my happiness.  You are my wish on every shooting star,  every 11:11,  every eyelash,  every misplaced necklace hook,  just like the one on your necklace,  which is always flipping itself around and doing what it wants.   Just as you do what you want,  and say what you feel.  You are so outspoken,  and it thrills me that you can stand up for what you feel and what you believe in,  even when life throws so many challenges at you.  So many terrible circumstances,  some of which you have trusted me with the secrets of.   And my god,  do I value that trust you have in me.   You are beautiful.  Perfectly imperfect.   Absolutely amazing to me.  You once said that smiles suit me,  but maybe they only suit me because you're the one causing them.        And you may not know it yet....  But you are my idea of pure happiness.   I just wish you could see what I see in you,  in yourself.   And oh how I wish that I had the courage to say this to you myself.  You are f***ing amazing to me.    You are sweet.    You are kind.  You are my favorite part of the day,  when I get to see you or talk to you,  and you give me life when I feel dead.   You are the greatest.