My Love To A Monster

You can stay here if you want, just don't expect much.

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Just because you treated me like that, doesn't mean I want him to treat you that way.

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People suck Life sucks Everything sucks All is for nothing Shutting the world away Even on the brightest days Hour after hour Eternity lingers on Leave me alone Problems unknown My days mean nothing Ever so unbecoming

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Home is wherever I'm with you.

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The fun times we had, Never faded like a fad. They remain stuck, Like a brokendown truck. Reminiscent I remain, Replaying that same refrain.

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Don't let the sun go down on your grievances Respect love of the heart over lust of the flesh Do yourself a favor: become your own savior And don't let the sun go down on your grievances And when you wake up in the morning You'll have a brand new feeling And you'll find yourself healing So don't let the sun go down on your grievances And yet if you find yourself in the dark And you're left holding the bag Then take care of it right away And don't let the sun go down on your grievances again Sometimes you might want to give up But keep that chin up Cause you're gonna find You're gonna find Sometimes you might be alone But don't feel lonely 'Cause you're gonna find You're gonna find So don't let the sun go down on your grievances Start each day with a clean slate You'll feel better if you can shake off all that hate And don't forget to forgive and forget And don't let the sun go down on your grievances Don't let the sun go down on your grievances Everybody! Respect love of the heart over lust of the flesh Sing it! Do yourself a favor: Become your own savior And don't let the sun go down on your grievances

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Daniel Johnston - True Love Will Find You In The End.

Daniel Dale Johnston (born January 22, 1961) is an American singer, songwriter, musician, and artist. Johnston was the subject of the 2006 documentary The Devil and Daniel Johnston. He currently lives in Waller, Texas. Johnston has been diagnosed with manic depression and schizophrenia. Both conditions have been recurring problems throughout his life.

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Called to see if your back Was still aligned and your sheets Were growing grass all on the corners of your bed But you've got too much to wear on your sleeves It has too much to do with me And secretly I want to bury in the yard The grey remains of a friendship scarred

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Distance

You’re the first thing that enters my mind when I wake up,

and the last to leave it before I fall asleep.

You’re my best friend, but you’re also so much more than that.

You’re 669 miles away

but for every mile away you are,

I could think of a hundred reasons why

it’s worth it.

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Apathey.

I don’t care anymore.

If I sit in my room all day doing nothing, there are no repercussions. For whom do I live?

No one cares. No one depends on me. Nothing is worth it.

There is nothing, only and emptiness that cannot be filled with video games and funny pictures, only masked by them. And no one else seems to care, let alone notice my mental torment.

People tell me this is all in my head. God damn it I am smart! I have a powerful mind! I should be able to overcome my own mind! But the surge is too powerful most days, and it is much easier to remain in my bed, under my covers, pretending the real world doesn’t exist.

I’m tired of fighting myself all the time. I’m drained. I’m tired. I’m beaten, struck down by my own mind.

There’s no point in fighting anymore.

I want to die, but my life does not give me a reason to end it. The absence of reason to end a life should never bring its demise. I feel like I want someone to break my heart, or get a terrible disease, or commit a violent crime just to have a motivation to tie the noose around my neck. But there is nothing.

Only a crushing depression brought about by my own admission.

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Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound But while you debate half empty or half full It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown

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When my mind stops thinking And my eyes stop blinking I hope... Somebody's there When my heart stops beating And my lungs stop breathing In air... I hope somebody cares When my mind stops thinking And my eyes stop blinking I know... At the end

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Writing all of this is getting me nauseous,

to continue, I must be cautious.

All of these racing thoughts gets me nervous.

This spitefulness I have for you,

 is no good for either us two;

because I know you don't deserve this.

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In all this pain and sadness

nothing can bring me the hapiness,

that I had with you so long ago.

I feel the tearing of my heart at the sutures,

know that we'll never have a future;

even though I've loved you so.

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Having your ghost haunt me;

in my thought and dreams,

is enough to scare me awake,

but leaves me wanting to sleep again

just so that I can see you

Maybe one day my dreams will come true.

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I blame you for this depression,

for this apathetic pathetic excuse for a life.

In doing so, I try to make myself feel better

but inside, I know blaming you is not right.

And as strong as I am and as hard as I try,

I can never get over you, try as I might.