You have money, I have money. Together, we are rich.– RetardFace
Today I thought real hard about my problems. What i’ve been dealing with these past couple months. And I know I haven’t told anyone. And i’m happy with that because the last thing I need is everyone on my back feeling sorry for me. It’s sick at how much we pity people these days. Instead of taking the time to actually talk to them. Man to man. Now i’m not saying that...
When the only La Dispute song that people know is...
zechpluister: ccrc: yet they claim to love them. i love that song, its one of my favorites, but how true that fact is… it breaks my heart…
So this kid I know, comes up to me a month ago and tells me he’s dating this girl. That he has never met. Actually they met over an app. On his iphone. He kept going on, on how they always skype and stuff. Then a week after, he tells me he’s in love. I argue with him saying “No, your aren’t” And he is fully convinced that he is. Then they finally met. He...
I’m counting the days until I recover. I’m counting the days until I feel better. I’m counting the days until I leave here. I’m counting the days until I see her.
Fly me to the moon.
I’m losing sleep I’m losing friends I’ve got a love hate love With the city I’m in I’ll count the hours Having just one wish If I’m doing fine There’s no point to this.
I’m parting the sea between brightness and me. Before I drown myself and everyone and everything. I got my hands behind my back with two fingers overlapped. Because I can never keep my word and I share with the undeserved for some cheap acceptance in return. The water will shape the sides and I’ll walk with my head held high, and when it all comes crashing in it will be worth...
Why did I have to have a dream like that, The night you left?
Nothing but the future.
He sat there, reading the words stamped on his computer. He couldn’t help but feel the emptiness he felt whenever she wasn’t there. He misses her. He wishes something could have worked out. He wishes she could have stayed. He wishes he could have gone. But he realized that laying in the past will only make things worse. But hoping for the future, of when he will see her again, he...
He opened the door to see her waiting outside. He was stunned by her absolute beauty. The wind tossed her summer dress around. “Oh my goodness” He said to himself. She walked inside the door step, waiting to receive the item she was picking up. When the boy handed it to her, he didn’t let go. And he knew, he never wanted to let go. “What?” The girl questioned. The boy...
There’s a piece of you that’s here with me, It’s everywhere I go, it’s everything I see When I sleep, I dream and it gets me by, I can make believe, that you’re here
Show your face.
Your words cannot tell me that my neighbour is burning. For that I can’t believe. So tell me, am I burning too?
In elementary when your teacher cussed in class.
Oh the days.
The Shortest Horror Story Ever.
piratehooker-: The last man on Earth sat alone in a room. There was a knock on the door. -Frederic Brown.
I have a whole new view on garbage huts now. Awesome, that’s what.
Together or apart, always in my heart.