everytime i want something i should be shot in the head
wanting to get shot in the head for wanting something is also wanting

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everytime i want something i should be shot in the head
wanting to get shot in the head for wanting something is also wanting
I never wanted the world, I just wanted you.
How do you get over someone who was never yours? Who do you blame when you've broken your own heart?
may your name haunt his tongue when he’s trying to forget you in someone else
“Even with all that distance out there, you’re still the place my thoughts return to.”
It's pathetic really, how much I still hope it's you and me in the end.
did mitski ever find out what to do after you've been big and small and big and small again and still nobody wants you
i'm so damn tired of my heart still reaching for you
Unbridled rage and sweet sadness fill your eyes.
Why do you cry?
You have been sitting on the bathroom floor for too long
Why do you cry?
You have no explanation, no reason, yet you cry.
Why?
Is it the pitter pattering of raindrops, the beauty of the sound as it syncs with your tears on the cold tile floor?
Is it the screaming outside the door? Your parents fighting what they cannot heal?
Is it the way the tears cradle your cheek, like they never could?
Is it the warmth, warmth you long for, which you will never receive?
Why do you cry?
Is it the pain of stretching yourself thin, reaching for the thing you know is forever out of reach?
Is it more than that?
Are you more than that?
Why do you cry?
crack baby😂😂😂🤣😂😂🤣🤣 you don’t know what u want. 🤣😂😂 but you KNOW that you need it!!😂😂😂🤣🤣😂and you KNOW that you need it bad!!!🤣😂🤣😂😂🤣
There is a silence in my heart, an empty cave from which my longing for you used to whisper. I dont think anything will ever fit that space quite like you did.
I wish I could take my anger. Hold onto it as I do my love. Spit it back like fire into your gorgeous face. But keeping my anger with you is like trying to fly with no wings. At a certain point, you realize that you were never really flying, just falling through the air. So I sit in the bed where you once laid, always leaning to the left, always leaving space for the shadow of you, which still lingers. And in all my best dreams, you are there, beside me. And you tell me that no matter how angry with me you once were, you, too, cannot hold onto it. So I tell you to hold me instead. And before I wake up, you almost do.
I could write it a million different ways. I could frame the constellations in your eyes and describe the ways in which your skin touched mine, i could paint pictures with my words and make it sound so beautiful, but at the end of the day, it all boils down to this; I loved you, and you left me.
And nothing about that will ever be beautiful.
"i wonder if we ever think of each other at the same time."
We went through all of that just to be strangers again.
it hurts like hell when you can tell you’re losing a bond with someone you wanted forever with
I crave you in the most gentle forms. The simplistic touch of your skin on mine, our bodies leeching the heat from one another. Heartbeats pressed against one another. I have entrusted you now with not just my body, not just my heart, but my soul. I have felt so dirty and so wrong and you make that okay. You make me whole. Within simple seconds it feels as if I've been simultaneously brought to the depths of hell, only to go back to the singing choruses of the heavens. All it took was your touch. As dirty and as wrong as a devils, yet as gentle and innocent as sunlight spilling through cold foggy windows on early winter mornings. You are like the waves of the ocean, crashing and burning, yet so soft, so soothing and pleasant, so pure. You are this beauty and more. An intimate, unequivocal love. An indescribable feeling. A simplistic and impossible perfection. You are mine. And I am yours. Always.