because i whispered to the stars
the chill of night air pricking my skin
as i sent my heart into space
swallowed by darkness
but closer to those lights
About Me
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- justine:) another thoroughly frowned upon teen. all i need to survive upon is art, music and drama. i like to ramble and create my own worlds. sometimes, just sometimes i wish i could sink down into normality. but then i remember how dreadfully boring that would be. and i laugh and shake my head and wonder why i'm being so ridiculous.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
the days are duller without you
when i'm with you sometimes i feel so incredibly angry but without you my heart aches a little, thudding painfully monotonously when you're not there. and i just want to fall asleep in your arms and have you make me smile again with your ridiculous stories and childish dreams. you force me to live and take risks and chances. put my heart on the line. we're up down and everywhere. hating, loving, but just being in the moment. i love it.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Monday, February 15, 2010
i love your surprises best.
they always come when i'm beginning to think you've let me down. i think it's the thrill of knowing that even just a small bit of you cares. and that means the world to me. yes, i could have him...so much sweeter, so much nicer, so much more caring, so much more loving. but it's you i want. and i feel a beautiful ache in my chest, which spreads through my veins to numb my fingertips, and sends shivers down my spine... just to see you smile at me, just to hear your teasing voice. i would be pleased to have you walk all over me, if it meant that i had your attention, even just for a fraction in time. you could love me and leave me... i'd be happy with something than nothing at all. bastard. :p
Saturday, February 13, 2010
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