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i see when i'm not looking.i'm not asking more of me than i ever would you. i'm just asking you to keep that hand as far away from that drink as it's possible to be - to distance yourself from being 'that guy' just once in your life. the one with the chip on his shoulder and the lies rolling off of his tongue like they were always meant to be there. you reassure everyone, but no one ever knows the truth. you're never more than a step away from the nearest source of your goddamn saviour - that miracle cure we know as alcohol. you say i'm obsessed, and maybe i am, but i want you to remember it was you who made me that way... there's not one other person in the world i woi see when i'm not looking.
by *no-modern-swinger
if you ever said you loved me.i love him.if you ever said you loved me.
i can't explain it, don't want to explain it, any words i try to fit to it seem to come out trite and insincere. it's such a simple phrase, but i can't say it without altering it somehow.
'i think i love you.'
'i'm falling for you.'
why is it so difficult for me to ask him not to leave? i was once an unsure little girl, but i've grown, so why do i want to cling to him and beg him to stay?
he's always left me with more questions than answers.
this is not a situation i imagined myself in, i don't want to think about the words that threaten to fall e
by *no-modern-swinger
Short.all i could ever want is only a bottle away.Short.
goodbye is the only word in anyone's volcabulary right now, because if we leave we can be better. only in starting over can we repeat our mistakes somewhere else. when i die i want little spots across the globe marking everything i ever did, every mistake i ever made, so i can join the dots and make something of my life.
i want to spend nights creating secrets i'd move mountains to keep so that when i finally go it's with a smile on my face. there's a little piece of history i'm carving out just for me. i keep it in the safe of my mind, unlocking it every once in a while
by *no-modern-swinger
Smokers Outside Hospital DoorsThere are many standing by the entrance - not a group as such, that implying that there's something which binds them together, even if it is just that they're standing in the same place - but they've each carved out their own little cavern of feeling.Smokers Outside Hospital Doors
There's the young man over by the no smoking sign bitterly drawing on the very last dregs of his cigarette like a drowning man, readying himself to go back to visit his wife of just a year. He'd always thought they'd have more time, but now time's running out he finds it difficult to stay in the same room - the sense of pure loss is just too much.
There's the old woman
by *no-modern-swinger
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Sin CityThe luminous light shines through a gaping hole in the ceiling of a brokenSin City
home.
A broken man picks up the pieces of his heart from the floor.
She was the only thing he had ever wanted, and she was gone.
He had taken advantage of her devotion, and simply stood by as she degraded herself with disgust and egotistical pride.
Can you see it?
She's in the kitchen with a gun in hand, and a hole in her head.
But before she pulled the rusty trigger,
she managed two lonely tears.
Can you hear him?
The man cries in his etern
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Make me dream.
Yeah, I'm alright thanks, just have a lot of university work right now and I'm getting zero time to write, so I'm a little... edgy in real life lol.
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"and as you walk across the stage, take a bow and hear the applause, and as the curtain falls just know you did the best that you knew how. and you can hear them cheering now, so let a smile and show your teeth cause you know you lived it well."
Working here, at least a part of the time. Still kinda weird to imagine me in a church though. XD But it's fun. And the people are nice. And I have a bit more money for drawing utensiles and materials.
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Make me dream.
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Make me dream.
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she talks to rainbows ♥
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"we two alone will sing like birds,
-so we'll live and pray and sing
and tell old tales and
laugh at gilded butterflies."
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Nice to hear
And hope what I wrote goes a little way to relieving that, but it's not as good as I'd hoped my 'come back' would be
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"and as you walk across the stage, take a bow and hear the applause, and as the curtain falls just know you did the best that you knew how. and you can hear them cheering now, so let a smile and show your teeth cause you know you lived it well."
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she talks to rainbows ♥
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"we two alone will sing like birds,
-so we'll live and pray and sing
and tell old tales and
laugh at gilded butterflies."
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"and as you walk across the stage, take a bow and hear the applause, and as the curtain falls just know you did the best that you knew how. and you can hear them cheering now, so let a smile and show your teeth cause you know you lived it well."
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she talks to rainbows ♥
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"we two alone will sing like birds,
-so we'll live and pray and sing
and tell old tales and
laugh at gilded butterflies."
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"Everything always works out in musicals. In the real world,
nothing ever works out and the only people who burst into
song are the hopelessly deranged" Drowsy Chaperone
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