there's long hair, eyeliner, skinny jeans, guitars, skinny white boys.
then there's long hair, eyeliner, skinny jeans, guitars, skinny white boys who writes books. after you know how they think, its all that much easier to fall in love with.

be the hands that hold mine
be the lips that smiles at me.
be the voice that luls me to sleep
be the one who lights up my darkness.

hold me
kiss me
sing to me
comfort me.

be here.
even though you're not here yet
exist
even though i havent found you yet.

sometimes, you make me so angry ( Read more... )

remnants of who i am will disappear i know
you need them out of your life...
but...
it'll hurt.
but i'll brace for it.
and it'd be alright.
it'd be alright.

after all, this is what i wanted.
this is what i want.

when your heart is screaming all these things,

and all your mind says no ( Read more... )

all i want to do is cry.
because all those things i wanted,
can only be for back then.
it's too late.
too late.

i wish you couldve been who you were today in queensland.
and it breaks my heart so much that you werent.
because that was my dream.
you were my dream.

because, in the end,
people change
seasons go
and then you're on your own again.

and that's the way it is.

because, after all, who could love the likes of you?.

i fucking hate it when you talk about things i dont know about ( Read more... )

it makes me angry that you're willing to do all these things ( Read more... )