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A handcuffed silhouette pressed against a wall
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I live my life over cocaine, just a rage and three types of yes. Tonight, I rest my chemistry.
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reading me.
pleading with the deepest.
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So, don't come here looking for poetry. I'm conducting an experiment.
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He runs his hands
against mine
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You picked him over me
I’m trying to tell myself
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You fucking disgust me
I'd love nothing more than
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One)You, fucking lied about having breast cancer and having a miscarriage. I'm fairly certain, that makes you a shitty human being.
Two) I
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Feeling more and more like shit
little ticking inside my head
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I toss and turn
{Running things}
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Opening credits: Grand Theft Autum by Fallout Boy
Waking up: Hospitals by The Used
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The day is past, and yet I saw no sun
-Chidiock Tichborne
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Even fairy-tale characters would be jealous
You are my heart {meeting in the bathroom with little but a towel on}
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[ They locked them up ]
They locked them up
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1. 666, number- Hexakosioihexekontahexaphobia
2. Accidents- Dystychiphobia.
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OKAY! First let me state: I am fucking LIVID.
-I don’t care that you like attention. I care about the fact that you are turning my friends against me because I refuse to believe the LONG list of bullshit that you are post
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How much the meaning weighs
How much, you’d give
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It’s the thought:
Maybe, if you ask nicely
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-Today, I walked into class and the teacher and another student were talking about you. How much you've changed since last year.
And, I, being me. Chimmed right in with a "Yeah, he's being a wee bit of an idiot."
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Chrisserzz: What would you say if I told you I was going to die?
*small pause*
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The hand on my clock strikes two
At times when I got the best of you
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okay, one: they're both good for eachother. they're too full of eachother's shit to see how deeply pathetic they are.
two: EWWWW! he's gay. he won't fuck you.
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I swear, I’ve seen this before
The same old streets
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Drama doesn’t follow him, it rides on his back…
He may be ugly…but there’s not much to say
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-I was a teenage car crash
-I hate myself and want to die
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OKAY! This is my utterly-delighted-nothing-can-bring-me-down mood:
I got a pack of cigarettes…AND THEY LASTED PAST TWO HOURS!!!!...!
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-it's funny, but math was never my strong point until you came along...
(This song + my instant clichés)-Your clothes= well, you get the point)
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Until my heart could beat with no one else
I held my breath
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OH!
-They’d kill to see this…
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so now you hear what took you years to listen for
but still i can't make out the words
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She said (many things to take note of, but the most recent) those cuts really aren’t that deep1
My scars (from past romances) vs. what she’d like to call excuses (so called, former ex-exhibitionism at its best)2
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{Alex from Clockwork Orange} We were all feeling a bit shagged and fagged and fashed, it being a night of no small expenditure.
I wanna take you, to a place free of distortions
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