situations.I felt anticipation as I typed those words to you. Waiting for what seems like days, anxiety growing. I want to talk to you. I want to laugh with you. The bleeping of a new message jolted me back to the real world, I smiled as I read your response, eagerly answered back laughing to myself. Like a child.situations.
Little sparks of attraction. Bubbles of happiness. Feeling like nothing else on Earth. My heart felt about to burst.
I feel insignificant, like a speck of dust in your jeans pockets. I'm not sure what happened. I'm tearing myself apart. &
un titledyour hand grabs mine an electrical current surges through my arm.un titled
delirious happiness. ecstatic bliss.
an amazing hug everday, you promised. now its become a sort of twisted ritual.
words i can't comprehend whispered into my ear.
you sit down next to me too close.
heart beating. mind screaming.
you shuffle through the songs on my ipod talking in that nonchalant voice that i've come to adore.
i don't know what to do. i wonder, if you are any better inside.
Are You Worth It?Are you worth it? Are you worth thinking about everyday? In some ways, you aren't But when I look at you, Look at your face Into your sparkling brown eyesAre You Worth It?
Gifted by the gods. I know. That you are worth every minute, every second. You are worth it.
lipstick lullabies.
I found you on Popcorn's page x3
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"Soccer is all very well as a game for rough girls, but is hardly suitable for delicate boys." UnK
"Runners just do it - they run for the finish line even if someone else has reached it first." UnK
"You can always run faster... It's just going to hurt."
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"Soccer is all very well as a game for rough girls, but is hardly suitable for delicate boys." UnK
"Runners just do it - they run for the finish line even if someone else has reached it first." UnK
"You can always run faster... It's just going to hurt."
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