Her eyes and words are so icy
Oh but she burns
Like rum on the fire
Hot and fast and angry as she can be
I walk my days on a wire.
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@onefourthpartofme
Her eyes and words are so icy
Oh but she burns
Like rum on the fire
Hot and fast and angry as she can be
I walk my days on a wire.
Be weird. Be random. Be who you are. Because you never know who would love the person you hide.
— C.S. Lewis
You know, it’s taken me awhile but I’ve finally figured out, I’m not that fucking special.
Make me good, God, but not yet.
I never mattered and when never will. My exsistnce was only to fill your time until you find someone new, someone better. Someone who’s your “everything.”
I
Who the fuck was I kidding? This is always who I become.
And just like that the praise can cease.
I’m not even real.
Cheers to two years. How many more until her voice leaves my head?
-it’s getting crowded in here-
“You are just as broken as I am, you’re just a much better liar.”
A part of me will always miss the home that is you. 
I can’t help wondering,
do you think of me?
Do you remember me?
Do you miss me?
Do you think of all that we used to be
Or Was i just a notification in your pocket
Someone to fill up your time
Someone to bring your Fantasies to life
Someone to release your desires on
Someone just out of reach
-can’t turn this off-

I hate that I still think of you when it’s sunny and snowing.

I know it’s mad but if the world were ending would you stay with me or just to leave?
Here’s to quitting another medication and an even hazier path to the recovery. 
“The difference between sex and love is that sex relieves tension and love causes it.”
— Woody Allen (via thegoodvybe)
I’m done. I’m just so fucking done.