useless thoughtsit's just one of those days again empty and gray but i can't really complain becauseuseless thoughts
it's no one's fault but my own
atleast i know that i'm not alone tonight because i know you're sad too i can feel it
i guess we could be best friends
if we weren't so
similar if our thoughts and actions didn't mold into one both of us so headstrong and broken so lonely but of course neither would ever
admit it
you expect me to present you my
heart and soul on a silver platter yet you guard yours like it isn't
my empty little fairy talelet's go back to the land before time to when we wasted away in the summer heat blowing gigantic bubbles with rainbow swirls like floating crystal balls you looked into the bubbles and predicted the future you saw that we'd be friends forever who knew forever would be so short...my empty little fairy tale
we used to watch disney classics on rainy days squealing with over dramatic disgust when they kissed in the end happily ever after but then one day you pulled me into the corner and kissed me like john smith kissed pocahontas well at least you tried to we ended up bubbling with laugh
euphoriait was just yesterdayeuphoria
I wish I was there again I know your type arrogant and proud, too proud for it to be healthy but yet I still fell for that smile the adrenaline rush, heart bursting (almost) but whatever that was yesterday I don’t even remember your name, Justin? Chris? and you’ve probably forgotten me too by now “nothing gold can stay” and I’ll probably never see you again anyways...
mmhmmeteorite."you're making an impact on people," he whispers to me as he pulls me into his lap and lets his fingers slip into the waistband of my jeans.meteorite.
i put this thought in my pocket and carry it with me while i practice turning cartwheels.
an impact. an impact.
(by the end of the week i can execute a perfect cartwheel and i have decided to change my name to "meteor.")
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when he's angry at me he only types in single letters.
"i love you. the stars are covered up with clouds right now."
"o."
"please, talk to me?"
"k." &nbs
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Memento mori... sic transit gloria mundi.
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