

Look deeper than they say.They say that if you want to know if he loves you so, it's in his kiss. I beg to differ. Don't get me wrong; it is in his kiss. It's the difference between a quick peck on the mouth, and a slow, deliberately soft kiss on the lips that makes you feel dizzy. It's the difference between a split second display of affection, and one that makes the whole world around you seem hazy and out of focus.Look deeper than they say.
But it's not just in his kiss; it's in the way he holds your hand.
It's the difference between two hands, joined simply by a false sense of security and happiness, and fingers that are delicately intertwined in


No place elseEverybody has a happy place. Mine is in his arms.No place else
I lay my head on his shoulder and I look into his eyes and I can't help but smile, because this moment belongs to us. This is not just my happy place; it's ours.
And I kiss his lips gently before drifting off into a dream in this dream. I make sure to sneak one last look at his eyes, because I need to remember the way they look, looking back into mine. I know he feels the same way I do about him. I see it in his eyes. They smile. It's the last thing I see before I'm unconsious. But I'm conscious even in my sleep that I'm beside him. Cradled into him. A part of him.


SickHello. I just thought I should let you know that you've ruined just about everything for me. But you wouldn't know that because I wouldn't dare tell you that. You'd rip me apart, limb by limb, and you'd do it ever so slowly. You're sick, we both know that. You'd kill me slowly, and you'd laugh while you do it. And then you'd cry for eight days. But you'd get over it. We both know that, too. 'Cause you're just oh so sick.Sick
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Hi.
I just thought I should let you know that I have a bruise on my arm where you punched me after I told you "Fuck off." You know you deserved it. But you punched


The thoughts.Lately my thoughts are all mixed together in a raging hurricane that just doesn't want to die down and I can't sepperate one feeling from another anymore. My emotions are all downside up and outside in. The doors in my mind are either closed wide or open shut, and I can no longer process which road to take when I just want to go home. I need to sleep but I can't close my eyes; when I close my eyes I'm wide awake, but I'm oh so exhausted.The thoughts.
I need to be done, but I'm just getting started.
I need to be alone, but I can't stay away from the ones I need to be with. I'm pretty much lost, but I find myself
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...IN AMERICA.
I'm a writer.
I'm an artist.
I'm a human.
Words, it's what I do.
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♥ If I just lay here
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Please lay with me ♥
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angeloflove
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♥ If I just lay here
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Please lay with me ♥
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angeloflove
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♥ If I just lay here
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Please lay with me ♥
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Seize The Day;or die regretting the time you lost
-A7x.
I have a weak side which proves i'm human.
The Only Way Out Is Through The Pain -ML;RPI
=th3krimzon1In Order To believe in Anything;You should believe in yourself first' ,
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♥ If I just lay here
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Please lay with me ♥
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