You look so pretty, digging your grave
You look so pretty, what's left to save?
But I just hate to say goodbye to all the metaphors and lies that have taken me years to come up with.
My lips they tremble from this silence
But I'd rather chew on razor blades
Then speak the words I want to say
I can tell by your tears you're going to remember it all.
Look up at the stars and you're gone. Not your luggage. Nothing matters. Not your bad breath. The windows are dark outside and the horns are blaring around you. The headlights are flashing high and low and high in your face, and you will never have to work again. You will never have to get another haircut.
"It was the kind of kiss that I could never tell my friends about out loud. It was the kind of kiss that made me know that I was never so happy in my whole life." -- The perks of being a wallflower
I wish you saw how great you were
I wish you saw what life was worth 
i’m just trying to figure out
why I’m not pointing this gun at your head.
she sang the blues
out of time and out of tune
spoke no silver spoon
only simple truths
she was a friend, stabbed backs and broke plans
she would give you his coat
or put nails through his hand
won't you walk with me to the park up the road?
i told you that i'd be right back
you said that "i'll be the judge of that"
'cause see boys they have a tendency
of running as fast as they can. i don't know why
i never ex-out our conversations anymore;
even if we are in dead silence.
Don't worry about me, my heart's not broken anymore.
You should be worrying about yourself
because as far as I can see...
you're still an asshole. 
I finally realized..
your a waste of time
  
Michelangelo said the best way to judge the essential elements of a sculpture is to throw it down a hill and the unimportant pieces will break away. Sometimes life is like that. It tosses us down a hill. But when we reach the bottom and only the important things are left , that's when our vision clears. That's when we hold on tight to what we know, while hope stirs inside us. Its all a matter of perspective.
the sweet asphyxiation & dismemberment.
sex puts me in the mood to make you die.
obsessive hands gently grab your neck.
look into sick eyes. i hate people.
She's not like that now. She knows better. She knows now that people lie and promises can be broken as quick as they're made. She understands she might never be loved.
µ take a picture
No matter how careful you are, there's going to be the sense you missed something, the collapsed feeling under your skin that you didn't experience it all. There's that fallen heart feeling that you rushed right through the moments where you should've been paying attention
i let you go. not because im selfish. because i couldent say goodbye to you..literally.it was the best thing for both of us. no matter what anyone says..how mean it was.i know if it was me you would have done the same thing.just because i didnt tell you i love you before you were gone doesnt mean that you didnt know that i did..i know you knew. you didnt say it either. life goes on..people have to let go...you would never being to understand how hard that was for me and how selfish i felt. but i know i love you and that you love me..after all true love never dies..
the pain is agonizing isn't it?
yeah i felt that once.
for someone i dont know anymore.
when he calls you
BITE YOUR LIP
if you make eye contact
CLOSE YOUR EYES
& if he likes another girl..well...
GO PLAY IN TRAFFIC 
The ever after what was that? Your dreams,life,death,your everything.Was it the blank space that went on without us? The forever after we were gone?
So now. So here. So him. The heat, the black night, the stars, the moment, the ever after
floating inside of us.
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