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  • i just really wish i still had a connection with some people that really impacted my life back in the day. 

    things are starting to look up. i hope it continues. 

    We are the walls in formless shapes. 
    The overbearing weight. 
    This house weighs heavy on my mind. 
    Erasing tapes, undocumented faiths. 
    Took down your pictures and your belongings. 
    In boxes buried under the soil, in the yard behind our tree, you’ll wait. 

    Wrote tiny poems through the lines of my hands. 
    Little birds flew by me. 
    The wind’s been calling your name south in pursuit of foreign lands. 
    Can’t go back. Where’s your tact? 
    Where’s your grace? Where are the things you replace? 
    Are our words more than sound? 
    We cut the air and we’ve found to lose your faith in the world is to lose faith in yourself. 
    We are ghosts in your homes. 
    We travel under the floor. 

    And when our voices fail us we will find new ways to sing. 
    When our bodies fail we’ll find joy in the peace that it brings. 
    The world is a beautiful place but we have to make it that way. 
    Whenever you find home we’ll make it more than just a shelter. 
    And if everyone belongs there it will hold us all together. 
    If you’re afraid to die, then so am I.

    (Source: luperious)


    "The Graduate" | Old Gray

    I’m still surrounded by these four blank walls. Every picture I’ve painted has been taken down. The only difference: I don’t forget the stars anymore. I still believe they will never collapse. Maybe I’m just naïve but I wish and wish and wish. Why am I so unsure? Why do both the past and future haunt me now? Maybe I’ll leave this town when my fears become too strong; maybe I’ll leave this town when the last star falls. Maybe I’ll leave this town when my fears become too strong. Maybe I’ll leave this town when my fears become too strong; maybe I’ll leave this town when the last star falls.

    (Source: oldgray.bandcamp.com)


    And they said that one day I’d be fine,

    and they said that my whole life.

    So I kept one foot forward,

    but lately I’ve been wearing thin.

    I don’t feel safe in my skin anymore.

    I don’t feel safe in my skin.

    So I guess that I can’t be,

    I can’t be myself anymore.

    So I guess that I can’t be myself,

    can’t be myself anymore

    Must I become someone new for you?

    Must I become someone new?

    and I’ve clipped my wings,

    and i’ll make you proud some day,

    you have no idea how high I can fly.

    Tiny Moving Parts - Dakota

    I have never been so scared and sad at the same time. 
    I finally will figure out what life truly means when it’s all left behind 
    I did not know what steps to take after graduating high school. 
    I never knew much of anything. 

    (Source: nicasio)


    William Bonney // Monsters  

    Breathe in, pretend I’m okay. Breath out, I am not okay. Move on, the motions are the same.  Toothpaste kisses haunt my nightmares, when I wake up, why aren’t you there? There’s a fucking hole in my chest: you’re gone, I’m gone, there’s nothing left.

    There’s a fucking hole in my chest


    "I hate everyone that I know, then I wonder “where did my friends go?” Fucking poor me, always suffering. Everyone will let me down, one way or the other. One day I’ll be dead and gone, maybe then we’ll get along? I’m not holding breath, but what do I know? I know nothing."

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