Hair in my eyes. Cold knuckles. Bigger living room. Family dinner with the family you choose. Romancing foreign ideas. Dark roast. New found glory. Heros Heros Heros. AntiDrug out of nowhere. Fool me once, shame on you/Fool me twice, shame on me/Fool me a third time - im just built to fail. Uninspired kisses. Can't say no to that face, Who could ever say no to that face! Your eyes Vs His eyes. Fall makes me sleepless and unhappy. Housecoats. I miss smoking weed everyday. The people you love, The people you fuck. Scatter brained. In a trance. "420" written on my wall in marker (Thanks alot dana) Obsessive people are the worst. Honestly just not giving a fuck. Seeing what i want to see. Eating healthy (Because im unhealthy in every other way) Under cover act ivies. Gossip folk. In need of new boots, New coats, New sweaters, New jeans, New mind, New heart. babe. This one memory i want to keep, Just this one. Everyone is so full of shit. Frosted grass every morning. Yard work. Stray cats. Just admit that you can't do this on your own and i will seriously consider admitting that i have feelings. entirely different social demographic.
This is my life as of lately and Fall is bitter sweet imo.
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“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”