
gracie abrams

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Claire Keane

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@asableedingheart
one thing about me is i’m gonna go lay down
let me open up your heart, let me look inside your chest, let me see the way you feel. is all of that spit made of actual carelessness, is there causation to your hate? give me an answer, and I'd like to see for myself how it looks
oooh I get it it’s always gonna be because of the environment I grew up in
I wonder how ex drug addict vamp daniel malloy felt that first time he got high after decades of fighting and groveling with himself to stay sober. was he afraid? relieved? did it feel like going back to an old friend, similarly to how seeing louis felt?
in another universe, loving you unconditionally was enough
is the unused love inside of me rotting or growing roots? its hard to tell
In another universe we're equals because we know no different. Not because the world has to remind us each day. We're equals because we know that there's no reason not to be. We're all human
in another universe, i hope the guilt ruins you
hello this is your google account. did you know that you are trying to log in. to. your google account. would you like five emails about how you logged in to your google account.
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in another universe, i hope the guilt ruins you
you were so vibrant, that first week you turned my scared purple into a vibrant yellow. I was glowing in your presence and trying to match your rainbow. your slow fade into a dull shade has made me question my own presence, I went from a growing excitable orange into a murky clear. I am invisible and only in your vision are my waves of existence present. I would like to go back to a solid color, my comforting and neutral purple, or maybe even a striking red fire fueled by your anger. but I'm unsure if you will let me change, acknowledge my existence, or let me be anything but a faded past brightness. I will match whatever your prism allows if you let me please, just send me a signal of light soon before I fade completely
cool girls are born with weird paranoia and guilt, round eyes, and a morbid longing for the picturesque at any cost
I'm like a little girl when I'm angry. I smash things out of frustration without thinking, fragile things like relationships and my heart. I scream and cry until I'm heard and the even then I'm not really understood
I'm like a little girl when I'm angry. I smash things out of frustration without thinking, fragile things like relationships and my heart. I scream and cry until I'm heard and the even then I'm not really understood
I've been Dying
ive been spending late nights on myself
too busy seeing you to see that I need help
when all it took was a second for me to call
didn't think it would put that writing on the wall
i've been alone twenty years before
so whats a little twenty more?