

.x. Hapilly ever after .x.I wana lay in bed out under a soft spring breeze eyes closed, smiling as the rays of sunlight wash over my lids and tint my thoughts with a warm comforting glow. I wana grab myself a surfer boy and ride his waves through a west coast beach sunset I wana run away with a friend for a while to somewhere new and foreign slapping grins off of our faces as we tripp our asses off too I wana sit out under starlight and think about my place in the galaxy and the places of all my loved. I wana crank up my lyrics as they rock out over the stereo for some waiting soul to.x. Hapilly ever after .x.


In a thosand momentsIn a thousand moments I could blinkIn a thosand moments
My lonely, hopeful, hiding eyes. I could fully miss a thousand more Just in this And never even realize. I could reach to touch your hand. And never make it up past my own side. For a thousand little moments Will constantly pass us by.
In a thousand moments The world will keep on spinning And peace of mind We'll never find For the world will keep on sinning. We see ourselves As worlds alone. Each thought our only sun to gravitate by. And selfish lies We disguise As we believe in on


Tell youI wish i could tell you explain to you how i feel. express to you clearly, how hard it is every day to deal. to deal with the unceasing mental criticism and self doubt to deal with not even knowing what these crying spells are about. i wish there were words to convey why i cant get these moribund thoughts out of my head. why i cant kill these thoughts of wanting to kill myself dead. these simple lines of words, of slits, of slipping past sanity i know they mean nothing to you but i embrace them all in vanity. i wish that i could tell yoTell you


It Better not be Real...Do you remember the day That you first held me in your arms? Or the long phone calls Wed keep so late at night? Do you remember the day you stripped it all from me? How about all those drawn out fights?It Better not be Real...
You stole my youth from me You robbed me of my innocence. You strapped me down
And forced me to stay with all of your adolescence You ruined me forever
Do you remember
The way I left myself open to you? Do you remember all the mistakes we made? Maybe you remember all the second chances I gave you
The stupid nights I said you could s
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