Love is love
Until
it's
not

or
it
never was

Every time I walk alone..

I see the road

so old and young

so close and far

So daring and Cautious

The road the same, but different

n o w

So drawn to walk there

so I won't


any more
(e)
m o t i o n

If art is truly free
Then let us free it from the bounds by which we hold it
Separating it from the Creator
Letting people destroy and recreate it
and giving it a life it that the Creator never could
Because we all own the art.

but baby it's cold outside...

I'm diselics

People are rivers.
Rivers that go on.
on to tomorrow.
Tomorrow into dawn.

The way we want to change
change the river's flow
flow through the sky
sky that is never low

Endlessly going in one direction.
direction that can not be easily changed.
changed never by only asking.
asking for a difference in what has been arranged.

We can build a dam.
Dam that changes goals.
Goals are never just.
Just watch out for holes

I feel like that even if I am a child I still can make an impact; my naivete could be a learning experience.  I dream to be young and wise yet know I'm doomed to be foolish and old.  I can't stop thinking about my foolish love, my puberty, and my raging hormones. I wish I was an adult yet dream to be a child.  I want to be impressionable for the rest of my life, but that's not how it works.

What a ******* idiot
the fear is dying

they kinda be bad doe
, but it isn't that simple

Don't burn yourself trying to put out the flames I put up around myself.

Listening to those Old Tunes
He didn’t want to tell him
That those melodies got to himself
Fatuous moments that would be internalized
By the music
By the love they gave in the pink
By the whims of each other selfishly
In love
Because now
A song is a conversation
They had when they were young
When they were naive
Believing their hearts would never dry
And believing that their absence wouldn’t make the other cry

I think I'm gay
for you

Are you straight?
for me???????

Yolo

I wasn't taught to have my own opinion
Only taught to follow the "correct" one.

It seems to
always be
about regrets
about mistakes
about worries
about pains
the knife doesn't
solve those problems
It erases you
for others
to sweep the shavings off their desk.

I have no wife
But I must be pegged

Tú crees que te amo con toda mi alma.  

¿Cómo?

a message from me to you

Will you listen to my favorite song

It thicccc

I know one day I will love and feel heartbreak.
But today,
I decide to live.
A day of true happiness.
One more day to enjoy my youth
with all its stereotypes and flaws.
Another day to look forward in anticipation of the future
instead of fear.
Because I started caring years ago,
I don't have to care now.
Today.

You are so naive
so innocent
yet
is it that innocence
that makes me
love
what you do?
An idealized recreation of
myself.
that's what I made you.

Jermy sotp
don't **** oold peopel
**** bbaie inseatd
use infitnity ganuelet to destroy the chidlren
the infinity guanlyte you recieved from game stop
do it
emperoro palistine voice Do It!

Backs only look pretty at one angle
otherwise we don't want them

How's my back angle look?

roses
They’re beautiful
They’re loving
Yet they’re so sharp
So quick to blame
So quick to compare it’s hue to yours
They wilt
They die
And they leave nothing behind

How am I going to forget you?
Sunny day goes farther.

Do Everyday People
want
relatability
or
professionalism

There's a missing link you can't find

don't you know
everythING IS rEAL

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maybe it'll be me

I saw that road
and
he was there

******* THERE

It was
Love
that brought
us to be
wasn't it