September 2011
23 posts
You=Dying
I am not afraid of dying, I’m afraid of going though life lying. I’m afraid of not accomplishing because I can’t even begin trying. I’m afraid of speaking to people, and they take my grievances as whining. I’m not afraid of a broken heart, I’m afraid of forgetting what’s it like to have it break apart and come back together part by part. I’m afraid...
“Broken hearted, mind parted and body darted.”
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Watchlaithhpoetry:
WHAT THE FUCK IS HE LISTENING TO?!??!?! I WANNA KNOWWW
I bet if we reblog this enough he’ll be on Ellen within a month!! Letssss Goooooooo!
Honesty Hour Coward
I wouldn’t have waited, but I believed all the things you strongly stated… had me gassed elated, just to have me yours with clothes off; naked. I loved you and I still do, but I hate you more you’re no longer my number one dude. If you would’ve told me what you truly wanted from me, you’ll probably would be having this. I’m honest, a woman has needs beyond kissing and cuddling but you laid...
I Feel Like I Need This. →
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