I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.
sometimes when i say ‘i'm okay’, i want someone to look me in the eye, hug me tight and say, ‘i know you’re not’
when they make fun of your accent, i will take you swimming because we all sound the same underwater
Am I just fixing it, just to break it?
Am I just hanging in, just so we can drown
Like the love we thought we found?
Now, we're hoping that we don't just hit the ground
how much can you change and get away with it, before you turn into someone else, before it's some kind of murd3r?
i'll have to learn to be somebody else. it's been you and me since before i was me. without you, i don't yet know quite how to live.
