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[daggiebae]

I only miss the idea of you anymore. Not you as a person.

I'm not feeling good. Not feeling bad.

Wish no ill will but stay the fuck away.

[daggiebae]

Well I thought I keep this going for away. I'm not. YOU Fucked up. You stay with your crybaby ass tella tubby. I'll be over here.

And I promise you Emily Ann Gibson, you are going to look back and realize how fucking stupid you were.

[daggiebae]

This fucking sucks.

I miss you.

[daggiebae]

Another morning.

Nothing's changed.

I love you.

[daggiebae]

I wish you believe me. I don't have to lie. I only want you.

[daggiebae]

Still waiting.

I know you hate me.

At least you feel something.

I love you em

[daggiebae]

I figured I'd write you everyday.

I'll just pretend you're checking up on me.

Always looking but you never stay. What if life's just make belief and we are just ghosts always running from our graves. I'd like to think if that was true we'd take our time and pray. Pray not to be ghosts scary and in pain. Aimless apparitions wondering effortlessly in the grey. Your aura it burns the most leading me to say. If you go I go aswell, shut this world away. If no one can see us, and we're just mist. Id hope we were two mighty clouds drifting until we kiss. And as our atoms separate to electrify and fuse to just one state. We'd be the perfect storm gaining power, gaining ground. There would be nothing in our way. We'd find our home in the sky roaming endlessly. Our lighting strikes with winds at high we will drown them all in rain.

So tear the whole world apart so you can see what it seems. I'll just be watching behind you. Stitching

It's just all the excess noise that brings,

All the things to distract you from me.

The drinks, the drugs, the boys, the sex.

I won't be succumbed by weight.

I've got something making me want to be this way.

You're just moving so fast I don't have time to explain. That just a second of time is really all I need. I'll live a thousand lives in your heart just knowing that it's we. Tear the world apart so you can see what it seems. Your grace is a work art. That's why I chose you to be the composer of my dreams.

You can run as fast as you want, exhaust yourself to the front. I don't mind trailing behind if that's what you really want. But what happens when your joints just scrape. You'll slow down. You'll fill with rage. because nothing ever goes your way. Legs buckle, knees disengage. That's why I'll just stay in last place. I'll pick you up and dust you off and help you finish the race. Losing to you in the end, oh what a beautiful way.

And if you give up from all the pain I know you'll be ok. Id consume the bad parts of you and never put them on display. And finally when I see your black heart all bruised and decayed. I would rip mine out for you it was never mine to take. Id use my last dying breath for you, in your chest I'll stay.

I can't think of anything better baby, than you being my final resting place. I'll cherish you and fight your demons out, you won't be crying today. I just hope everytime you think of me it puts a smile on your face. In your chest I'll always be making sure it safe. Id consume all the bad parts and never put them on display.

[daggiebae]

Guessingwhenilltryagain.

¿pǝɹǝɟɟns ɹǝʌǝ noʎ ǝʌɐH

Fuckshit.

I could say a thousand different fucking things to you. They just wouldnt make a difference. Instead I'll fix a thousand fucking mistakes for you. All while I'll push every limit until the break and they bend. I won't end belly up floating till I'm dead. I'm not scared of drowning, I'm more scared of you instead.