| the truth of something tht i feel. i will never come to terms with it fully though. |
| the truth of something tht i feel. i will never come to terms with it fully though. |


beautiful eyes, r you floatingMemories thrive in every song, every single sentence spoken amongst your closest friends. Good, bad, the even worse, every kind of memory weighing on your mind. So what do you do? You find that one person in your life, one to love more than you love yourself, one you literally would die to save and maybe, just maybe they can help you live happier. Dont let them go once you have them. And dont go searching for them; they just waltz into your life when the time is right.beautiful eyes, r you floating
Inhale.
Just close those beautiful eyes, breath in and out heavily, let your mind float to the beat of the bass, heart beat thumpin


She Might Become a Run AwayThis is me spilling my heart to an unknown: I cant understand anything. Life just doesnt make sense. Every tear, every moment, its all so wrong. The pencil sits alone as every memory of you forces my body to shake. Tremble with every tear. I cant turn left, I cant turn right, and I cant close my eyes. You are everywhere. Do you now see what you did? You healed me. Broke me. Shattered every hope I had of happiness. "Goodbye," is that what you said to me? Or was it "Im scared." No matter what you said, no matter how you meant it, wherever you are, whoever you are near, you should know one thing. You werShe Might Become a Run Away


drive into the futureI come from the smell of freshly cut grass on an average week day, to loud scanner noises announcing the latest destruction from a blazing fire.drive into the future
I am the voice inside my own head, telling myself to just smile and it will all be hidden.
I am from slowly cooked chicken wings even made in snow storms to say hi to dad when the plow lights clear the white roads to black.
I am if you look deeper will you find what youve wanted or will you just find the truth that is hidden by lies?
I come from choosing a color for your ball and soon the mini golf with start, to hang the spider webs, paint th
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