To be honest, if you asked me now if I still love you, I would say “Of course”
‘cause, in the end, I still do, even if it makes me worse
I can lie to myself but I’d still cry for you
Every now and then I think of you and I hope you think of me too

You know, you could hurt me a lot but, in the end, I’d still love you
Don’t ask me why ‘cause I don’t know, I have no clue
Maybe I just don’t want my feelings to turn out to be lie
Or maybe I like the idea of love and I don’t want it to die
Or maybe you’re just... I don’t know
I just can’t seem to let you go
Oh **** it, why did we have to meet?
Why didn’t you just ignore me instead of acting so sweet

I don’t know what I want, to forget you or not
‘cause that love is all I’ve got

You don’t ******* know how much you cause me pain
And when I think I’m never gonna have you, it feels like my life’s goin’ in vain
You know what that means, Chris?
It means that Death could be my only bliss
And though I might deny it, I’ll love you, Chris, forever
The idea of the one you used to be, however

12:37 AM
do you ever wake up wondering whether the stars watch us

12:37 AM
like reverse stargazing

12:37 AM
do you think they see us like we see them or

12:38 AM
are we more familiar to them

12:38 AM
than the other way around



2:49 AM
hey you know what

2:49 AM
i think we're not so differ

2:49 AM
different

2:50 AM
us and the stars

2:52 AM
maybe you can tell me what you think when you meet them



3:17 AM
remember that one time jupiter swung down for the moon?

3:18 AM
i saw no stars that night



5:10 AM
you told me once that i'd forgotten to count the galaxies

5:12 AM
and i told you that

5:12 AM
the night before

5:13 AM
i'd never stopped counting



8:02 PM
don't you ever wonder what it would feel like

8:03 PM
to look down on the earth

8:27 PM
from the milky way?

8:40 PM*
don't you ever wonder why we never will?

I am my mind, my memory and my mask
I am my heart, my head and my hand
I am my soul, my sanity and my sin
I am my secret, my sorrow and my skin
I am my sight, my senses and my stomach
I am my future, my fingers and my flesh
I am my grave, my growth and my guts
I am my past, my present and my pain
I am my bitterness, my blood and my brain
I am my words, my wounds and my will
I am my sweets, my *** and my scull
I am my thoughts, my tears and my trust
I am my loneliness, my lungs and my lust
I am my love, my lover and my lies
I am my emotions, my echoes and my eyes
I am my Gods, my groans and my ghosts
I am my fears, my freedom and false
I am my familly, my form and my force
I am my satisfaction, my swears and my scores
I am my organs, my oddness and my OCD
I am my disease, my Demons and my destiny
I am my prison, my prayers and my pest
I am my ******, my madness and my mess
I am my house, my humanity and my hormones
I am my battles, my body and my bones

I am what I am made from

I am made from my parents
Therefore
I am my mother and I am my father

I am made from the dust
Therefore
I am the air and I am the ash

I am made from just nothing
Therefore
I am just nothing