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I want to be your 911 and your favourite childhood blanket and I want to be your goodnight instead of your goodbye. I want to be your favorite pair of shoes and the air beside you so that I'm always next to you and I know you're comfortable.   I want to be my parents' "I knew she could do it" instead of their "she's not trying hard enough." I want to be my friends' safety net and not their other 24hour emergency hotline-dial-me-when-you-need-me. I am not temporary. I want to be a girl who smiles because the world engraved laugh lines in her gentle face and not a happy pill trapped mistake. But I will never be those things. I will never be those things because, in your eyes I will be the last cigarette in every pack that smells and tastes so good, but hurts your chest in the most unforgivable way. But I will never be, for you.
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Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 2:35 PM UTC
I just wanted to be yours
I want to be your 911 and your favourite childhood blanket and I want to be your goodnight instead of your goodbye. I want to be your favorite pair of shoes and the air beside you so that I'm always next to you and I know you're comfortable.   I want to be my parents' "I knew she could do it" instead of their "she's not trying hard enough." I want to be my friends' safety net and not their other 24hour emergency hotline-dial-me-when-you-need-me. I am not temporary. I want to be a girl who smiles because the world engraved laugh lines in her gentle face and not a happy pill trapped mistake. But I will never be those things. I will never be those things because, in your eyes I will be the last cigarette in every pack that smells and tastes so good, but hurts your chest in the most unforgivable way. But I will never be, for you.
Forsaken
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Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 2:35 PM UTC
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