American Jeans Blues

Welcome to the land of dreams.

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So I made these for class a while back and i think it could do some good here

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Miss this.

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Tonight you killed me with your smile so beautiful and wild.

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They have no idea what it's like to seek safety in other people - for home to be wherever you lay your head.

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The loneliest moment in someone's life is when their are watching they all world fall apart and all they can do is stare blankly.

[broken-glass-girls]

[wellhereitsme]

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I'm all for you Body and Soul.

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On the wings of the night As the daytime is stirring Where the speechless unite In a silent accord Using words you will find are strange And mesmerised as they light the flame Feel the new wind of change On the wings of the night.

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You broke me.

[hotsexwithdamon]

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Even if I was drowning in grief, I’d rather hang on to every moment that I ever held you or every laugh I ever heard, every shred of happiness that we ever had. I would rather spend every moment of my life in agony than erase the memory of you.

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You know when I said I knew little about love? That wasn't true. I know a lot about love. I've seen it, centuries and centuries of it, and it was the only thing that made watching your world bearable. All those wars — pain, lies, hate… It made me want to turn away and never look down again. But when I see the way that mankind loves… you could search to the furthest reaches of the universe and never find anything more beautiful. So yes, I know that love is unconditional. But I also know that it can be unpredictable, unexpected, uncontrollable, unbearable, and strangely easy to mistake for loathing, and… what I'm trying to say, Tristran is… I think I love you. Is this love, Tristran? I never imagined I'd know it for myself. My heart… it feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it's trying to escape because it doesn't belong to me any more. It belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I'd wish for nothing in exchange: no gifts, no goods, no demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you loved me too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine. – Yvaine to Tristran

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Beethoven's 5th (Movement 1) Meets Metal: