Pandora Unleashedi hear a clock ticking in thePandora Unleashed
distance and i'd like to ask it
nicely to please just stop
because i never really understood
what it meant to
be
i do not know i do not, no i do knot.
my tongue twists itself around and i can hardly see to breathe i can hardly breathe to see i can hardly...
i miss you.and you haven't even been gone.very long
i taste a cigarette in the back of my throat and i don't even care that you know now and i don't even care that you know now that i c
Ghosts Will Sing You to Sleep"y'know," she says "you can't stay here forever." this place plays tricks on your heart. "it'll make you disappear." she says "it'll make you fade until the only thing left is your voice... until the only thing left is your voiceGhosts Will Sing You to Sleep
repeating... until the only thing left..." and so i left with a feeling in my heart like a stone falling asleep.
Escapei didn't know where we were going but it didn't matter. anywhere but here.Escape
"this town is a bubble and
as long as i'm in it, i'll keep suffocating," she says. the highway looks lost without its bumpertobumper contstuction traffic, its pavement fuming with sun beams and exhaust.
i lean my head out the window cool air numbing my face, filling my lungs. my hair threatens to leave with the hundred mile winds so i pull back into the car, face tingling.
she follows nothing but her own headlights determined to find the edge and push through
to s
| i think this photo was taken, like, 4 years ago. -^ |
65daysofstatic
Lonely
--
He alone who owns the youth gains the future.
- Adolf Hitler
Mother, do you think she's good enough for me?
Mother, do you think she's dangerous to me?
Mother will she tear your little boy apart?
Mother, will she break my heart?
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the storm was wrecking our paper floats.
~soul-perfume
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i'm not afraid to die. but i'm afraid to dry./
"Je ne suis pas d’accord avec ce que vous dites, mais je me
battrai jusqu’? la mort pour que vous ayez le droit de le dire"
--
the storm was wrecking our paper floats.
~soul-perfume
--
i'm not afraid to die. but i'm afraid to dry./
"Je ne suis pas d’accord avec ce que vous dites, mais je me
battrai jusqu’? la mort pour que vous ayez le droit de le dire"
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Come visit my gallery!
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"Sweeping eggshells still at 3 A.M., we're trying far too hard. The tattered thought balloons above our heads, sinking in the weight of all we need to say. Why's and what if's have since long played out, left us short on happy endings..."
- Josh Groban
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the storm was wrecking our paper floats.
~soul-perfume
And thanks for the fave on "I'm a Poet" as well.
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"Sweeping eggshells still at 3 A.M., we're trying far too hard. The tattered thought balloons above our heads, sinking in the weight of all we need to say. Why's and what if's have since long played out, left us short on happy endings..."
- Josh Groban
--
"Sweeping eggshells still at 3 A.M., we're trying far too hard. The tattered thought balloons above our heads, sinking in the weight of all we need to say. Why's and what if's have since long played out, left us short on happy endings..."
- Josh Groban
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