You say you really know me
But exactly how much of me do you really understand?
i wont believe it.
Thursday, March 3, 2011 / 8:29 PM

it came out like a river once i let it out, well i thought that i wouldn't know how. held on to it forever, just pushing it down...


its amazing, when something you yearn so much,
actually happens.
but it felt so weird. you don't want it to feel weird though...
but when it actually happened,
you feel scared, that it'll never happen again.
and you know you're not supposed to let it make you hope again,
because hope is dangerous.
and sometimes, hope is just bad.
because if the hope is crushed, so is the mind.




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