December 2010
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i need to go home →
i want my father. i want to call him and have him tell me everything is ok like i normally do when im this uncontrollably upset. but i cant. because hes gone. and thats why im so upset.
And it came to me then That every plan is a tiny prayer to Father Time As I stared at my shoes in the ICU That reeked of piss and 409 And I rationed my breaths as I said to myself That I’d already taken too much today As each descending peak on the LCD Took you a little farther away from me Away from me
throwback for yo' bedtime
i remember the look in your eyes
when i told you that this was goodbye
you were begging me not tonight
not here
not now
we’re looking up at the same night sky
we keep pretending the sun will not raise
we’ll be together for one more night
somewhere
somehow
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dude #1 : Where have you been all my life? me: Hiding from you. dude #2: Your face must turn a few heads. me : And your face must turn a few stomachs.
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here’s to the moments when we didnt think about right and wrong; when we lived crossed our fingers and hoped for the best♥
i cant shake this little feeling
of never doing anything right.
; I’ll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in. Well you’re my favorite bird and when you sing I really do wish that you’d wear my ring. No matter what they say, I am still the king, and now the storm is coming … The storm is coming in !!!!!
