They honestly mean a lot to me.
Maybe that's why I remember them so vividly.
I try to figure them out, I fold them and unfold them to understand their meaning.
Last night I had one about ghosts.
which is odd.
I've been feeling...I dunno.
I don't want to say closer to the spirit world because that sounds so lame. xD;
But a couple night ago, the air just felt like static?
And it felt heavy.
And last night I remember a girl in blue being in my room.
I said something to her but then she just up and disappeared.
There I was fully awake sitting in my bed.
Da f**?
"All they give us is hate, and more hate."
Its kinda true.
All we keep passing around like AIDS is hate.
We hate this..We hate that..
We hate this race of people.
We hate this religion.
We hate same gender lovers.
What's wrong with something different?
Because honestly in the end we're all different in a way.
Should we all just start hating each other because we're different?
But who wants to be all the same, that's so boring.
People are blind and its so sad.
And you
Why do you just disappear?
I don't get it.
It stresses me out.
Its like you're there, but out of arms reach.
I think that dream I had, was just trying to show our struggle.
We're always tugging at the same rope.
I'm to paranoid to trust.
You're to selfish.
I'm going to drive myself up the wall thinking if you're missing me or not.
Its not like I don't try to reach him either.
People are just like "well call him."
I do. Haha.
Stupid boy never has his phone within reach or his attention span is just too short.
Its not live I don't give.
This Love, this hate.
Its definitely our song.
Brutally honest and just straight forward.
Kills me every time.
When will we sing each other a last song.
I fear its getting dreadfully close.
I never want it to end though.
I don't care how much it burns.
I wanna be in your life for the rest of time.
Maybe not as lovers.
But is that what you can even call us?
It feels almost as if we're above that.
Like the word love isn't strong enough.
All I can say is once you experience something like this, you'll never really want completely out of it.
13 more days.
I guess I'll just let you come back to me.
Like a lost puppy.
Well..
In the end we're all lost so.
I just feel more sane when you're around.
And I know you feel more alive.
How funny.
I'm just lost wandering around.
And you're just a zombie feeding off of nothing because the world has lost its flavor.
I wonder how different you're gonna be this time.
After whatever happened to you.
I wonder if I can ever heal that.
Or at least make it bearable.
Maybe that's why I remember them so vividly.
I try to figure them out, I fold them and unfold them to understand their meaning.
Last night I had one about ghosts.
which is odd.
I've been feeling...I dunno.
I don't want to say closer to the spirit world because that sounds so lame. xD;
But a couple night ago, the air just felt like static?
And it felt heavy.
And last night I remember a girl in blue being in my room.
I said something to her but then she just up and disappeared.
There I was fully awake sitting in my bed.
Da f**?
"All they give us is hate, and more hate."
Its kinda true.
All we keep passing around like AIDS is hate.
We hate this..We hate that..
We hate this race of people.
We hate this religion.
We hate same gender lovers.
What's wrong with something different?
Because honestly in the end we're all different in a way.
Should we all just start hating each other because we're different?
But who wants to be all the same, that's so boring.
People are blind and its so sad.
And you
Why do you just disappear?
I don't get it.
It stresses me out.
Its like you're there, but out of arms reach.
I think that dream I had, was just trying to show our struggle.
We're always tugging at the same rope.
I'm to paranoid to trust.
You're to selfish.
I'm going to drive myself up the wall thinking if you're missing me or not.
Its not like I don't try to reach him either.
People are just like "well call him."
I do. Haha.
Stupid boy never has his phone within reach or his attention span is just too short.
Its not live I don't give.
This Love, this hate.
Its definitely our song.
Brutally honest and just straight forward.
Kills me every time.
When will we sing each other a last song.
I fear its getting dreadfully close.
I never want it to end though.
I don't care how much it burns.
I wanna be in your life for the rest of time.
Maybe not as lovers.
But is that what you can even call us?
It feels almost as if we're above that.
Like the word love isn't strong enough.
All I can say is once you experience something like this, you'll never really want completely out of it.
13 more days.
I guess I'll just let you come back to me.
Like a lost puppy.
Well..
In the end we're all lost so.
I just feel more sane when you're around.
And I know you feel more alive.
How funny.
I'm just lost wandering around.
And you're just a zombie feeding off of nothing because the world has lost its flavor.
I wonder how different you're gonna be this time.
After whatever happened to you.
I wonder if I can ever heal that.
Or at least make it bearable.
