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birdasaurus:
“Beatrice Gutu
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ilavuil:

iconic front bottom lyrics, in no particular order

And I can smell plastic burning I can smell chemicals breaking down. I got your last three e-mails the ones where you said, “I was sorting some things out" 

Like a patient comin’ out of surgery I remember how to feel, like a traumatized victim, the past half hour wasn’t real

It’s “The cops are coming in” type of sobering up, It’s a girl who’ll never learn that I could not give a fuck

Everything you’re feeling is common even though you never felt so alone

I’m not gonna sit here, and deny what i’m pretty sure I felt, I want what we had, just wanna feel it with someone else

How low is your self-esteem, how low could it possibly be? I know, I know you’re in love with me and I’ve been ignoring you

You say I hate you, you mean it and I love you sounds fake it’s taken me so long to figure that out. I used to love the taste. I would do anything for it, now I would do anything to get the taste out of my mouth.

I see the future in mysterious ways

I’m playing dead. I faked my death and I’ll keep pretending if nothing else for the sake of the tradition and I am confident even if it makes no sense I will say I love you back to the love that I am given

When I stopped writing her letters I want her to know that it’s because I found someone that makes me feel same exact way that she does, and I will not deny the privilege to someone else who wants my love

She says can you feel that? Oh, what a marvelous sensation, She says could you please take me off speakerphone this is a private conversation

And I can see a flashlight cutting up the trees behind my house And I will read the flashing like a morse code explanation that will mean nothing but take all night to figure out, out, out… 

I will stop cutting my pants into shorts I will address the issues I cannot ignore And I will do the things I think you might like and I will be alone probably the rest of my life

Where I’m standing there is a cool, cool breeze. Heavenly bodies make the devil a little uncomfortable

The door sounded when she shut it. As if she didn’t really have to leave. She just needed a separator, she needed something in between.

you see i just don’t want to do the things that you want to do but i’m a sucker, so i do them because i am still in love with you

And now she’s crying in the bathroom I’m standing on the back porch for support, and she is begging you not to cut your hair, ‘cause curly hair don’t look good cut short

Look in your windows, and I am trying not to stare, hold on to hope I’m sure was never even there, ‘cause it’s an aerial view from your house to my room

But there is air inside of my lungs and it is keeping me afloat. He says his grandpa’s in the mafia he is the nicest guy I know

Let’s talk about how it felt on my shoulders as it came pouring out my ears Let’s talk about the face of our love and how it might look with the addition of tattooed tears

I do things wrong, you thought I might. You say I’m going to miss you when you leave and you are probably right

all the branches on the trees, when we carved our initials and seemed to bend and take shape of them and ahh can’t you see, I am delusional with love, I am delusional with love I am delusional with love

We both choose the same tone, mine was an alarm clock ringing from a cell phone. Mouth the words to me so we can keep things quiet and I’ll still know exactly what you mean. 

I got a whole list of reasons I should stop before I start, but the only thing stronger than my head is my heart

I wanna confess it in a whisper that’s just loud enough to make out I want you to listen from the kitchen to me confessing on the couch

On the outside I was fine, but inside I was all torn up. How do you think that felt? How do you think that felt for me?

I hear her whisper, “All I want is to want nothing.” The room is dark and I’m pretty sure she thinks I’m asleep She says, “It just don’t make no sense. Why can’t it work out in my head? Why I can’t be happy when there’s definitely reasons I should be.”

So fill up the space that I don’t need, feel most complete when we’re asleep, my head even with your hips i’ll hug your knees

You say I deserve it, all that’s coming, the good and the bad, bad, bad. I don’t regret it, how could I? You were the best I’ve ever had.

I don’t care if you’re not sorry I forgive you, and with or without your support I will continue

I miss the hours in the morning and you in the morning hours

Since when did “I want to hear your voice” not become a good excuse?

When I wake up I think of you

but whatever I did for you last year I cannot do again. it’s getting harder and harder and harder and harded for me to call you friend. no matter how many times i say i won’t i’ll defend you if i can, but whatever i did for you last year i cannot do again

The past few months were pretty rough, a couple times, wished we both were dead, I never cried like that before I thought my eyes would pop out of my head

Sometimes when we’re together, we’re not together. Sometimes I try to fake it, but you know me better

I guess I just don’t get your plan, are you trying to smash my world up i’m just trying to understand

And I wish I could pretend to be all of the things you think you see in me, but I am not the guy, that guy just left

And yes, we can keep living like this. As long as you’re here I will live like this.

“Is it raining where you are?” The only thing I could think to ask, but nothing ever hurt so bad than the no that you said back.

Let’s keep it quiet, keep me honest, and keep me true. Keep me in love keep me believing it’s with you

I can’t begin, begin to tell you the way it all felt when everything fell through

Letting go of what we lost, come to terms with how you think of me

It’s hard to say what I would do if I was back a year or two, look at our plans, try to understand what could have happened to all of them

She can’t calm down. I don’t know why.

I made a list of everything I said I never meant, considered all the things I never said, but I digress, I got dressed, kissed your forehead and left. You called me when you woke, but I was sleeping off the meds. 

I am far away from here, in my mind, a little nervous ‘cause in a weird way, I deserve this

Your long hair, I comb it with my fingers while we wait, I will love you until my hair falls out or all turns grey

You sleep, I sleep, watch TV like tea leaves, play video games it’s all the same. Everything I do negatively affects my brain but I deserve it and you deserve it too

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