lindsey-eleanorWhisper

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summer absencemy parents seem to wonder / why i never come home in the summer / but if they could see just how they treat me
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May 31, 2014
Untitledlucky isn't something / i consider myself to be. / and though you've asked me why
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Nov 4, 2013
Untitledlucky isn't something / i consider myself to be. / and though you've asked me why
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Nov 4, 2013
by deathstanding at the door / he calls me a ***** / and says that no more can i come around.
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Sep 30, 2013
let megive me your clothes to wear / so that when i'm lonely or sad / i know i have a part of you with me.
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Sep 30, 2013
Untitledcasual laughs fill the room / as his hand brushes against my leg / our eyes meet
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Jun 8, 2013
Untitledagain and again i let the monsters in the back of my head tell me i'm worthless / i let them dictate over my happiness / they whisper sweet nothings to me late at night
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May 6, 2013
SummerI want summer. / I want to wear shorts and tank tops again. / I want to cruise in my car with the windows down, the radio blasting my jam.
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Apr 8, 2013
we could be anythingI haven't felt the way I do about you / in a long, long time. / I haven't been thinking about someone like this
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Apr 6, 2013
Free Me of These ChainsI need more than this small town life. / I need the cities that don't sleep, the stores that don't close at nine, the people who don't go to bed at ten-thirty. I need to know there is more to life than just getting up in the morning, getting dressed, going to school and coming home to do homework for classes I don't care about, going to bed and repeating it all over the next day. / This life is not the life I was meant to live. This life is meant for someone who doesn't want to see the world. For someone who doesn't want all the knowledge this beautiful earth has to offer. I want that and anything else I am offered. I want so much more.
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Mar 17, 2013
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