Remember Harbor Boulevard? The dreaming days when the mess was made.
But now we're looking forward in silence, if I choke on my words don't be hurt because:
I handed out posters around the town. Hyperventilated on the underground.
I'll leave my tab unpaid, goodbyes unsaid and count to fifteen.
或许我也不配拥有什么沉重的情感
I cant write out my own stories, even when theyre made up. But then in a book, i would never be able to write anything besides my own story. In those distant narratives
Trying my hardest to make progress, to be someone I can live with, but what if it's the madness in the man that makes the music. And we knew this would be fruitless. All my greatnesses, the bullshit, that I tell myself I'm good with.
I used to think that if i just close my eyes, i could disappear. The past mind is unattainable, so no matter how one tries to convince onseld to live in the moment and seize the day it cant change the fact that there might be no static moment to live and no solid day to seize
Once I believed if I tried enough, I would succeed. Not yet knowing the extent of my world, my goals, my dreams, they change. And I believe I will continue finding purpose in everything I do.
Maybe its bc i have the right answer, And maybe i dont know the asnwer, maybe there isnt a correct andwrt or maybe i am both the one asking the qeustion and the one who has to eventually answer it
Sometimes you feel it, sometimes you don't. I think it's just random because, it's not like there's something in this champagne that wasn't in the one on the plane.
Go out and meet somebody,
Who actually likes me for me
And this time I'll let them.
Yeah, I like telling stories
But I don't have to write them in ink
I CAN STILL CHANGE THE END
so I say, "goodnight, make it home" like I'm making a wish, on you, from afar, you're my shooting star.... I wish I may, and I think I might, regret this either way... If I let you in my heart, or keep you in the dark, so I love you from afar....
You drop me off, your windows down I'm looking in you're looking out, I say good night as if my heart isn't wrenching. As if I'm not what you're waiting for as if I'm not in your ending. I'll say it now, "you're everything, turn back around, and never leave." I type it out, as if that's the text I'm sending.
That night, you were talkin' false prophets and profits They make in the margins of poetry sonnets You never read up on it, shame, could've learned somethin' Robert Bly on my nightstand, gifts from you, how ironic The curse or a miracle, hearse or an oracle You're incomparable, fuck, it was chemical You (You) plus (Plus) me (Me) was
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But that's just tough love
And you're lucky to receive it, right?
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Oh, thank God that you're not seein' this
I'll spare you from everything
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I was brave when I kissed you in London
We're collateral here, man, we got hit
Hope you find somewhere safe for your baggage
Every page that I wrote, you were on it
Feel you deep in my bones, you're the current
And I showed no restraint, it was something
I was scared of 'til you made me love it
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I practiced speeches in private
I was impressed with my every line
I think we call that performing
That's not how I wanna spend my life
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And what seemed like fate give it 10 months and you'll be past it
I'd rather burn my whole life down
Than listen to one more second of all this bitchin' and moanin'
I'll tell you something 'bout my good name
It's mine alone to disgrace
I don't cater to all these vipers dressed in empath's clothing
now you're out of my way, and im running out of thing i could say, and i think about you every day, and the memories fade. im finally fine without you. lifes NOT a race, I really hope you find your own pace. and I wish someday you feel the same. cuz ill be ok im finally fine without you
Wait a minute, hold up a second Don't leave me here with this feeling, like I'm the one full of regret Like I never did good for us both, like you never did Pull out that weapon And stick that knife in my back, was I supposed to accept it When your words are like More than just sticks and stones, kinda like a bullet A hollow tip that's lodged in my bones, and I can't just swallow it
My pride is more than all that I own, so I gotta give it away And some of the times I'm all the way wrong But can't you see past me and see my fucked up home That made me the meanest, the devil is just singing along To the song I write 'til I'm alone at night And I hang up the phone and bite my tongue 'Cause I know that me and you is just only right, but One, one, one, one...
the temptation to delete comments is great but I keep reminding myself that it is just an exercise in strength and acceptance, to go public means to embrace criticism, no one can live in a greenhouse of praise eternally
I thought that everybody gets older, but I guess that's not the case. 'Cause you said goodbye to your family last night, you were only twenty-eight. And the year is gonna get a lot colder, but you'll always be stuck in June. When the trees turn red, will it hit me then. That I'm not gonna see you soon?
I guess the hardest part of getting old
Is that some people that you love don't
I can still melt your world, argumentative antithetical dream girl!
I hear your keys turn in the door down the hallway, is that your key in the door, is it ok? Is it you?
OR HAVE THEY COME TO TAKE ME AWAYYYYY
Your ex-friend's sister met someone at a club and he kissed her turns out it was that guy you hooked up with ages ago some wannabe z-lister and all the outfits were terrible 2003 unbearable did you see the photo no I didn't but thanks though
**Midnights**
Checkmate, I couldn’t lose
I miss you, but I miss sparkling
You know how much I hate that everybody just expects me to bounce back,
just like that
From sprinkler splashes to fireplace ashes
I gave my blood, sweat and tears for this
I hosted parties and starved my body
Like I'd be saved by a perfect kiss
The jokes weren't funny, I took the money
My friends from home don't know what to say
I looked around in a blood-soaked gown
And I saw something they can't take away
'Cause there were pages turned with the bridges burned
Everything you lose is a step you take
So make the friendship bracelets
Take the moment and taste it
You've got no reason to be afraid
You're on your own, kid
Yeah, you can face this
You're on your own, kid
You always have been
So I wander through these nights
I prefer hiding in plain sight
My fourth drink in my hand
These desperate prayers of a cursed man
Spilling out to you for free
But darling, darling, please
You wouldn't take my word for it if you knew who was talking
If you knew where I was walking
To a house, not a home, all alone 'cause nobody's there
It Wasn't Just Like a Movie; I didn't get what I wanted
The Rain Didn't Soak Through My Clothes; perhaps it is what I deserved, perhaps I should've done more
Down to My Skin; I need to live with it though, know that everything that was decided was decided for good reason
You just turned 21, so lately you’ve been drinking, wasted on alcohol.
You chose to fight the feeling, thinking about, letting go, would that be easy for you then.
Everybody’s running from the halo
Everyone thinks that they’re bad inside
Everybody takes what they can handle
Everyone thinks that they’re 2 young 2 die
Now I’m afraid of the ghost, Oh My God
Let me relinquish and start to distinguish my past, and my time
Let me extinguish the havoc, the sequence, the loss, in my mind
holding on for dear life, but not really
– it’s like a part of me that was screaming not to jump gets lost
(can anything ever not work as much as this hasn’t worked)
It’s always one of those rainy nights when you’re the only person left in your suite and the dorm heater is already running on power-saver mode that you feel some kind of way
**Red (Taylor’s Version)**
And I was thinking on the drive down, any time now
He’s gonna say it’s love,
you never called it what it was
And did the twin flame bruise paint you blue?
Just between us, did the love affair maim you, too?
‘Cause in this city’s barren cold
I still remember the first fall of snow
And how it glistened as it fell
I remember it all too well
— All Too Well
How long will it be cute, all this crying in my room?
When you can’t blame it on my youth
Lord, what will become of me
Once I’ve lost my novelty?
And someone else lights up the room?
People love an ingénue
How can a person know everything at eighteen
But nothing at twenty-two?
And will you still want me when I’m nothing new?
— Nothing New
Too young to know it gets better
I’ll be summer sun for you forever
Forever winter if you go
— Forever Winter
This is the part where I spit it all out and you decide what you think of me
So tell me what you’re thinking about when eyes are closed and lights are down
**evermore**
One for the money, two for the show
I never was ready so I watch you go
— champagne problems
Walk past, quick brush
I don’t like slow motion, double vision in rose blush
I don’t like that falling feels like flying ‘til the bone crush
— gold rush
But what would you do if I
Break free and leave us in ruins
Took this dagger in me and removed it
Gain the weight of you, then lose it
Believe me, I could do it
If it’s all in my head, tell me now
— tolerate it
Past me:
I wanna tell you not to get lost in these petty things
Your nemeses
Will defeat themselves before you get the chance to swing
— long story short
The autumn chill that wakes me up
You loved the amber skies so much
— marjorie
**It's too bright outside.**
‘Cause I’m low on the phone, you say, “Do or die.”
So I talk ‘til I drop, you said, “How could I
have a heart made of stone?” while you’re sipping wine.
**Either way, we’re not alone.**
**I’ll find a new place to be from.**
Driving out
into the sun
Let the ultraviolet
cover me up
Went looking for
a creation myth
Ended up
with a pair of cracked lips
Windows down,
scream along
To some America First
rap country song
A slaughterhouse,
an outlet mall:
**Slot machines,**
**fear of God**
And this seemingly endless galaxy, is still there. Lingering, waiting, for our next move. Knowing that it’s greatest stories, still lie ahead. And it’s yours to tell.
I can’t, can’t believe you want me
After all the heart breaks, after all I’ve done
I can’t, can’t believe you trust me
After all the rough days, you still call me up
**folklore**
Wanting was enough
For me, it was enough
— august
They told me all of my cages were mental
So I got wasted like all my potential
And my words shoot to kill when I'm mad
I have a lot of regrets about that
— this is me trying
Only twenty minutes to sleep
But you dream of some epiphany
— epiphany
Time, curious time
Gave me no compasses, gave me no signs
Time, mystical time
Cutting me open, then healing me fine
Time, wondrous time
Gave me the blues and then purple-pink skies
— invisible strings
Cursing my name, wishing I stayed
You turned into your worst fears
Tossing out blame, drunk on this pain
Crossing out the good years
Cursing me name, wishing I stayed
Look at how my tears ricochet
— my tears ricochet
With old age comes wisdom, they say. “Or at least, it may change the questions we ask,” you mutter to yourself. You have had trouble sleeping lately - more often than not, while the rest of your court is sound asleep, you find yourself staring at the ceiling.
You are getting older, each day closer to leaving this plane of existence. It is folly to fear such things, of course, yet you cannot keep these feelings at bay. Didn’t you used to dream of… more? What happened to love?
I found an old pair of Keys in my purse that opened The walkup we shared How did they get there, jerk? I wanna see you there I wanna make it work.
I didn’t brush my hair And my lashes are falling Off of seven years Of our bad luck dating I want one last night there A Brooklyn night affair.