You know...
YouOne.You
You need your support the way an addict pops pills. You’d stolen mine and escaped while I swallowed placebos. It’s not the same. The work, the play, the everything is too much for you. So you focus on the leisure time until you can’t anymore. Then comes the crunch time when you relentlessly drink down pills until your work is mysteriously finished. You probably wonder how it was done. The little pill fairies must have completed it for you. Again.
You can but you won’t until it’s too late.
Two.
I didn’t understand “hate&#
The girls...Mourn Like You Mean ItThe chapel was beautiful. The white walls were decorated intricately with designs of vines and leaves, and the skylight set in the roof lit the cross front and center beautifully. The pews were full of people, all properly dressed and put together. A black box sat in front of them.Mourn Like You Mean It
Every person in the room cried.
The girl in box was small. Her red hair fanned out around her in smooth waves, and the freckles that stood out against her pale skin were so well put together, they could have mirrored constellations. Her small hands were folded over her unmoving chest, the fingers positioned to hide her ripped apart nails.
I Thought You Were My LimitI will not be your tragedy.I Thought You Were My Limit
Yesterday, you asked me to sing you a lullaby. And yesterday, I did. I sang to you about diamonds and mocking birds and looking glasses, and I sang to you about rings and posies. I sang to you about twinkling stars and blue lavenders. I sang to you about sunshine, oh, I sang to you, my sunshine.
But in the end, your cynicism got the best of you, and all you wanted to hear me do was scream.
Yesterday, you asked me to paint you a picture. And yesterday, I did. I painted rainbows and butterflies in the form of candy dreams to satisfy your needs for cliches
| Most of my friends either don't know when my birthday is, forgot about it, or just don't care. |
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Amused
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"I remember the day we meet, the day we fell in love and the day you killed me. I just wish I could go back and do it again"
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-Mark
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Trigon: Did Arella told you what happen to your father?
Raven: She told me enough. She told me you kill him.
Trigon: No, I am your father.
Raven: NO!!!
Much appreciated.
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I like my soul on text. I love your soul on toast.
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Sometimes, I just want to HATE you because I LOVE you so much
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"Three can keep a secret, if two of them are dead."
All you really have to do is post the winning deviations on your journal.
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Sometimes, I just want to HATE you because I LOVE you so much
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"Three can keep a secret, if two of them are dead."
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Sometimes, I just want to HATE you because I LOVE you so much
xo!
shane
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an antique arms and armor expert
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