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drowning in the stars.does the song you're listening to remind you of anyone? it's hard to answer this question when i'm thinking about you non-stop and every single song out there reminds me of your smile.drowning in the stars.
i miss you, love. i can still feel your heartbeat pounding against my head. i can still feel your collarbone suffocating every last breath of air out of me. i can still feel your spinal cord underneath my fingertips.
i'll look up at the stars wishing you were here to lay in the drifting rain with me. i'll count each and every one and play connect the dots to make pictures of your shining face. i'll drown in the soft water if it means g
by ~NightlyLies
obsessive complusive.i will scrub my hands from all the - germs - eating away my bleeding flesh. what happens when they get inside of me? i'll get sick and probably die. and who wants that?obsessive complusive.
i will not pull the bathtub plug because last time i did that i failed my algrebra test. it just gets me into so much trouble, so why do it? it is, of course, the cause of me not doing well in school. it just has to be.
i will not wear lipstick because last time i did i ended up smoking that cigarette. and that's just death waiting to happen. my mother is dying like that, but i just went ahead and did it. something in that makeup messed up my mind. &n
by ~NightlyLies
social anxiety.i'm sorry, but we can't talk. not now, not ever.social anxiety.
because i may say something i'll regret later.
because i may make you feel very uncomfortable.
because i may just stop breathing for the rest of the day.
because i may upset you and you'll run away forever.
i hope you understand i'm only doing this for your own good.
it's not really for me. i can just feel it. and it's not good.
my throat tenses up. my head throbs around. my fingertips stop feeling.
by ~NightlyLies
cyclothymia.i'm in the white:a smile is constantly planted across my face no matter what. through you telling me that i'm wrong, i'm fat, i'm not-in-love. through sitting in puddles and smoking the one things that will end up killing me. through knowing i shouldn't be happy. it's always there. and i don't regret it. you yell at me for being glad about something you're crying about it, but hun, i just can't help it. i'm just up so high i can't come back down. and i don't think i'll ever want to.i'm in the black:that smile can't find it's way from my heart up to my face. so i replace it with a painted one to keep away the askers. "are you okay?" no-no-no-ncyclothymia.
by ~NightlyLies
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polly's fireNow she turns to buckets of water to keep her cool. She's got a kind eye, a kind mouth, a kind heart. Wishes she could rewind time, before she'd melted her flesh. She had courage, more than me. She lit a match, and fixed herself. But all cures come at a price. Who was ever insane? Certainly not she. She fixed something broken within her. I don't see any 'sane' people doing that.polly's fire
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person every single fall. i worry about absolutely everything, possible.. and not. i care about anything with a pulse. i feel i'm just here to decay, but maybe we'll put some meaning behind these eyes someday. i'm just one millisecond out of step with everyone else. and i just want you to know who i am. |
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feel you breathing. sunlight burns inside and i feel so alive
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