just to remind nerves to remain active, i inhale a chestful of you to keep it all from collapsing..
there arent enough things to say and nothing ever matters when i say it, it all just falls out of my mouth and when i pick it up it's jumbled and meaningless. just listen a little closer to the "i love you"'s and what they really mean..disregard my pretty scent and the locks of hair hung over my face. i'm trying harder to misplace the truth, but it's even harder than replacing you.
the recreation of falseness within the heart inside the chest keeps beating, stopping only to notice failure. and nothing i could write on my wrist would remind me of how great things used to be.
there isn't anything to glue this thing together, it's broken and if i care i dont even know it.
post anything you want anonymously. a desire, a confession, whatever.
the recreation of falseness within the heart inside the chest keeps beating, stopping only to notice failure. and nothing i could write on my wrist would remind me of how great things used to be.
there isn't anything to glue this thing together, it's broken and if i care i dont even know it.
post anything you want anonymously. a desire, a confession, whatever.