Jul 8, 2021
knowing that we'll be seeing more charred skeletons in cars of people trying to escape crazy fires (like the videos of the ones from the Paradise fire) with this ballooning climate crisis... it's rough
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knowing that we'll be seeing more charred skeletons in cars of people trying to escape crazy fires (like the videos of the ones from the Paradise fire) with this ballooning climate crisis... it's rough
Amizades feridas Construídas em histórias Felizes e em brigas Você diz saber o que fazer Mas não vejo solução Apenas ouço a depressão Me fazendo sentir O que é querer morrer Sinto muito por ser assim Juro que não é minha intenção Mas prometo que vou por um fim Em tudo que é de ruim Desculpa amigo Não consigo sair Não consigo sentir E o que antes foi meu e seu Perdeu a vontade de viver e morreu Caiu na armadilha da aflição E deixou que tudo que era bom Se transformasse em escuridão
Oliver C. (transbordandoempalavras.tumblr.com)
woo me with the lies you've practiced on your other partners, overstimulate me with the things I want to hear, and press your cold dark heart against my hopeless one
curl your fingers into my hair and drink my lips, promise me a love that will never bloom
gather me into the palms of your hands and then abandon me once you've had your fill
ruin me like you've ruined all your past lovers, with an ache that they never forget when they think of you
render me your helpless prey, tear me to shreds
woo me with the lies you've practiced on your other partners, overstimulate me with the things I want to hear, and press your cold dark heart against my hopeless one
curl your fingers into my hair and drink my lips, promise me a love that will never bloom
gather me into the palms of your hands and then abandon me once you've had your fill
ruin me like you've ruined all your past lovers, with an ache that they never forget when they think of you
render me your helpless prey, tear me to shreds
Dear fairy many have left me with broken bones now I make music out of it
Sometimes I just get so sad and I’m not mad at my mom but it would be nice if she stood back for a while and trust me.