Maybe we were too young to feel something real. 

Almost Love

And one day, you were nothing but a memory. 

Simply a figment of my imagination.

Sometimes you were a comforting thought and others, a nightmare.

And maybe that's what lost love is really all about. 

Perhaps, so is obsession. 

Having a mission, even if it's only in your head, keeps you alive.

I feel my nightmares watching me.

-E.S

Your eyes set me on fire
And I can see this ending in flames.

All I want is serenity,
I don't want to be your new disease.

I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side.

Wearing My Heart On A Noose

Talk myself out of feeling,

Talk my way out of control.

Talk myself out of falling in love,

Falling in love with you.

-Green Day

"Is this love?"

'Maybe some day...' 

If you follow me, you'll only get lost.

I'll let your fields burn around me, if that's what you wanted.

-OneRepublic

We're the new face of failure.




-Fall Out Boy

I'll put your poison in my veins,
They say the best love is insane.


-OneRepublic

Paint 2.0

He was like a damaged canvas,
Making my colours darken with every stroke.

He was the empty space in between my deepest cracks,
Fracturing my every good motive
Darkened my every colour.
Broke down my every tower

His fingers against the tip of my brush,
His blood staining my canvas

His soul breathing into my art,
My head sinking down to his heart

He was no saint,
He was just my paint.

-I found a longer version of Paint in my laptop, so I thought I'd post it.

I Think We're Doomed

The world's a funeral, a room of ghosts,
No hint of movement, no sign of pulse,
Only an echo, just skin and bone.



-BMTH

Ghosts.

You're not dead, but I can feel your presence lingering,
It haunts me.

Addicted

Every glance lasted long enough to seem like forever,
But not long enough to be an infinity.
Every touch took me to cloud nine,
But never brought me down feeling the high.
Every smile was like ecstasy to my heart,
Skipping a beat every time until there were none left.

He was my favourite drug,
But I was only his temporary canvas.
He painted me with the colours of his sins
And decorated them for the world to see.
He was my oxygen,
But I could never be his gravity.

There are more stains of heaven on earth than dreamt of in your philosophy.

I'm the kind of human wreckage that you'll love.



-MCR

I'm getting really sick of us. 

I like him

I like the way his eyes crinkle when he laughs.

I like the way he smiles when he says my name.

I like the way his laugh sounds like pure symphony to me.

I like the feeling of safety I get when his arms wrap around me at night.

I like how he is obsessed with red and black.

I like how his scent reminds me of your peppermint breath so much.

I like the way he loves me, like the way I had loved you.

I like the way he makes me smile, like you did. 

Maybe that's why I am infatuated with him. 

Maybe that's why I love him, being it the only way I can love myself too. 

What I don't like about him though, is how he isn't you.

You sound so sweet when you lie to me // I'm going crazy in wait for more of your lies.

Empty and perfect.
Shattered and worthless.


-BB

I think my mask of sanity is slipping.

We talked for days; we talked about the meaning of true purpose and the meaningless everything else.

-AHS

This is just wrong enough to feel right.

Seeing The Pleasure

If I let myself go even slightly, I would hurl myself into the abyss.

Everyone craves somebody else.

I Hate This.

I feel empty, yet overcome with emotions.

I feel like a part of something, yet detached from everything.

I feel even the nothingness.

I feel the silence deafening me.

I feel the darkness blinding me.

I feel cynical about sun rises.

I feel like crying, knowing I shouldn't be.

I hate feeling like this.

He wormed his way into my head, the way smoke gets into your clothes.

This is not where I thought I'd be at sixteen...