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Bitches N’ Blades!
MY GIRLFRIEND SAYS: of course you reblog the playboy and not the fisher price skates….
you ever know the feeling when your body tells you to cry but your soul says no.
i dont want to fight in this life anymore.
please just stop all this fucking bullshit in my life.
im sick of having such a shitty fucking outcome every time i do something with my life.
i was meant for sadness in this life and im so fucking sick of it.
fuck my fucking life.
the present is an eternity.
we try to hold on to the ever escaping past.
never knowing what lies ahead in our future.
See i can wreck a piece of paper,
or type fast with both hands,
coming through to ruin your mood
you never stood a chance.
I’m a grown ass man.
I’ll take care of business,
gotta take the medicine to get over the sickness,
but theres nothing you can take,
dont run, dont shake,
Its 3 am and I’ve locked myself in your brain,
I’m tearing the walls out and remodeling,
tell your old life goodbye, departing.
Now we can look to the stars,
The sky is now whipped clean,
No clouds, let the stars gleam.
Black Velvet light brights,
Shining through the nights,
Were leaving but we aint taking no flights.
Im not deleting thats considered cheating.
one horrible word stumble after the next,
But Lord just anything to keep this broken romantics hearts’ beating.
Its starting to feel cold in here, turn up the heating.
Get off my operation table,
awake the new being,
I’ve created you,
Its just us.
Me.
and me.
so fuck you.