why not instead of stacking red cuts up on your arm and leg you stack words in bleeding ink words to live by, to make you think press the pen tip to your skin and do not lift up the sharp thing ever again
Whatever will be, will be I guess that's what they call certainty A vague destiny But where does that leave you and me? A collective we We'll have to wait and see Due too love messing with thé Predetermined story
Have you ever said, Even internally, "I AM FUUCKING DYING!" Wanting it to be true but it never comes So you find that you're innocently lying What it this? Deaths missed kiss? Life mocking my last wish? Am I not allowed some kind of bliss? Common questions That have passed through many a mind and uncountable lips But ask for the answer And find emotion rear an ugly head creating an eclipse
It's not the falling that hurts- It's the before. when you're standing on the edge That's when it hurts. The fall is the most freeing part- the weightless, unburdening float towards reality and then with a SNAP you realize that The landing hurts too.
You will experience pain before the fall, peace before the landing.
just as I was getting used to you again it is time for you to leave once more I couldn't help falling for you when you were here now I must love you from a distance
you twist words that come from my mouth you bend them into a sick shape to match your will you distort them until they fit your version of events You make things up to make me seem like the bad guy in your eyes there is only one truth and it's the one you create from the words you twist from my mouth
it's truly amazing what braces can do I went from a girl with teeth too big for her mouth and large gaps between all front teeth to someone a little easier on the eyes and a little more confident after four years of metal, wires, pain and colorful bands
first love is fun first breakup is pain second love is not trusted second breakup is normal third love you think you have love third breakup you never not love and you never have another