Plain Wordsyou like it when people speak out what they think so here it is,plain words:-you really hurt me with your smile.i don´t know why i like it so much thoughso please don´t ask me.all i know is that i loose a teeny weenylittle piece of my hearteverytime that my eyes meet yours.could you please give me something of yoursticky tape love for that i can fix my heart?thanks.-i think it was you who once told me:love feels like the wish to melt with somebody.you are a liarbecause actually love feels like drowningand not like cheese on butter toast.(being in love means getting heart broken;and i have to know that as i love you.)-do you have the wish to melt with somebody? i asked anyways;and you shook your head.this time i started feeling sorry for your girlfriend.-did you know that you´re violating the logical law?i don´t know if you should be proud of itbut you´re the first beautiful nightmare i´ve ever hadso i think yes.on
La Noyeei. have you never wondered what jelly bears taste like? the red ones don´t taste like strawberry and neither do the green ones. their taste is different from their colour like - - undefined but gorgeous. i noticed their shape is simple and so is their colour. but if i put them together they look like a rainbow. (somehow they remember me of us.)ii. you once asked me why i rarely use icons on WLM. 'because they always have to smile or to be sad' i told you. 'but there is one for nearly every mood!' you answered. i shut up this time but nevertheless i felt sorry for them icons because
Path of Innocence come dance with me on the path of innocencewhere despair is part of a foreign language.where you´re never forced to suffer. don´t cry.shh - just listen.imagine all the things we always dream ofand add the things we already have.you must not cry now.maybe nobody will sing for you on your birthday. but they´ll sing for you on your funeral. to bring you home. to finally bring you home.
You're my Reflectionyou´re my reflection because you listen to classics with me and we don´t have to explain eachother why though we call eachother nerdy. i keep telling you stories bout my lifetime and you just write some eXDee lawlz roflawl and i feel understood. i´m afraid of displeasing you with my extraordinary lil bit haha twisted sense
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