| i am a contradiction in terms hurricane mess. |


making up my lack of wordsi paint my elbows green in class it feels like a prettier poemmaking up my lack of words
give me your ugly heart- my shoes rub blisters into my heels and what do you make of love, listen to me say please and thank you with every sorry breath between
we can walk together in the cold and shiver our bones together it's the rain or the intimacy and God, i am scared of you some days you are too much
let me be a jane doe in your heart an unwanted a forgotten an untouchable
make me feel beautiful you are the only one who can i am filli
| i am a contradiction in terms hurricane mess. |
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Go check our gallery if you have time
And don't forget to be HAPPY aaaaall the time
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we are the kids who feel like dead ends...
~ProjectImprove
You're absolutely lovely.
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I think you're a boy with eyes like wishing wells that never come true.
When it's almost a heartbeat away from silence she curls up in closets and the lack of oxygen makes her feel like she can fly.
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i like randomly
putting haikus where no one
will notice them, yes.
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if you're sleeping are you dreaming,
if you're dreaming are you dreaming of me
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Remember Hannah. news article --> [link] TV program --> [link] Depression should never be fought alone.
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listlessheartssignhere.
♥?
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we are the kids who feel like dead ends...
~ProjectImprove
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Sugod mga kapatid
Tayo ay magsama-sama
Iwagayway na ang bandera
Rakenrol hanggang umaga!
-Sugod (Sandwich)
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we are the kids who feel like dead ends...
~ProjectImprove
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where are you now?
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