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You can't control falling in love,
but you can control where you land.
  Apr 2014 cigarette daydreams
i
i tremendously
adore anything
and everything
that's bad
for me.
Take me wherever you go in your mind;
lead the way to the ****** up place
where your dreams rest
and your most passionate thoughts lay.

I understand you lust for powerful sensations
while I whisper poems to the evening winds;
Your melancholy is the reason
these tired eyes are kept awake, my love.
I don’t want to be loved,
I want to be thought about.

I don’t want someone to think I’m perfect,
I want someone to have an urge to discover every inch of my soul.

I want to be enigmatic,
not ideal.

I want someone to ask me witty questions,
not give me compliments.

All of you are looking for devotion,
while I'm searching for a fire to play with.
Mixed feelings are devouring me again,
either I'll grow to be insane or dispassionate.
Spill your thoughts onto me;
show me a glimpse of your universe.
Take a risk or walk away.
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