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𝙱𝚎𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝙰𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚂𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚎𝚝𝚢 𝙸 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚃𝚒𝚕 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚛𝚢 𝚁𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚎
𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚂𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚛, 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚄𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚎
𝙲𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚄𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚜 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑е𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚢 𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟е𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚘
𝚃𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚃𝚘 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝙸 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚄𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚎
–𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜
have you checked your moral compass? cus it must be off tilt
Arms Like Teeth // Counterparts
I Hope You Like Prada
I spent my days reciting poetry - Rewriting prose in hopes that we Could pick a road besides the one that we were on. And yeah, you know I did that knowingly - Despite what you were showing me. But now, I know you know we should be moving on... We gave it time - it gave us space. I gave it me - you took that faith, And played your games. You changed the rules, like every day-ay-ay. I gave you chances you could waste - You gave me nothing to save face, Or to replace the parts of me you took away... I held my heart out in my hands for you - you took it... Mistook the kindness that I showed you for being stupi-id... And yeah, I gave you what was mine. You went and stabbed me from behind. I saw an angel, 'cause you try so hard to look it. I wanted for it to be true - 'Cause I wanted to be with you. The truth was right in front of me - I overlooked it! You're the devil in disgui-i-ise... Yeah-eah - you're the devil in disguise...
Dissolve // Being as an Ocean
Sort of feels like every day it’s harder to stay happy where you are, when there are all these ways to look through the fence, into your neighbors yard. Why even risk it? It’s safer to stay distant when it’s so hard now to just be content, because there’s always something else.
“For Mayor in Splitsville,” - La Dispute