sarcasm is depression’s hot sister.
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| — | Brian Murray (via smcchrn) |
agape pt. 3
letter-boxed in three ways to one.
blank-staring down the barrel of a loaded line.
there really isn’t a moral to the story.
There was never supposed to be an ending.
we’re all old haunts.
we’re letters addressed to ghost towns.
letter to my former selves
dear whoever you want: i dare you to think of something other than school when I say notebook. to believe thinking about other people doesn’t have to be reading US weekly. But it’s all just white noise. the real party is behind your ribs. sam
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times
“Did you inspire those that knew you? Did you even make a difference?”
I’m far from won. Baby, I still know how to make you shiver. Yeah, november made me into a monster, but so did yesterday, and so will tomorrow. Don’t let the weight of her take you down. Walk in look and tear me inside out. Oh one more, oh just one more. I’m the city who’s tired of concrete. The sky here is gray on gray. Watercolor lights blend daydreams. Sleep when you’re dead.
I’m afraid that I don’t have fear. It’s deep how I can be so shallow. I have a hard time taking the easy way. Sometimes it’s nice that i’m so damn mean.
“that boys a disgrace to the human race” I remember the first time I held your hand: I didn’t sleep for days after. I was all that you wanted and all that you had. “the night that the west was won”
Lost one follower today.
Dear ex-Follower,
What did I do to lose your love? Were my posts to dry and lacking in witticisms? Did I not post enough long-exposure photography of car lights? Did I not showcase my lose for the Smiths with enough quoted lyrics? Maybe. Possibly. Most likely.
It hurt me deeply when I saw the words “… has stopped following you.” I don’t know who I can turn to anymore with you gone! Who will ReBlog my whimsical posts? My musings on Muse and Lil Wayne? You’ll be back! Do you hear me? You’ll be back!
But I hope that someone can provide you with the web content you’re looking before - because I’m obviously not enough to satisfy your digital palette. Perhaps some other quirky boy can whet your palette.
Love: Sam
Current Follower count at a pitiable 56. (WAS 57).
“the sun also riseth…”
“living is easier when youve got nothing left to lose”.
i want to write a song about a love story between your ankles and your waistband. it would be an instant.
The keyboard im trying with seems to have sticky “c”, “e”, ”s” and “d” keys. its really frustrating me. shout out to the holiday inn express. i love staying at these places. My hotel room doesnt have any carpeting but it has really shiny wood floors so i feel like its in the middle of a basketball court. its freaking me out a little. its actually an incredibly large room. the view is of nothing though. Boohoo. I really want to see the new terminator movie. im not quite sure why though becuase i dont like christian bale, nor am i well versed in the terminator saga (as if its nothing more than robots with guns/lasers shooting at people).
