I meant it all and every part
and every word right from the start,
I’ll never let this love fall in the middle
Through it all.
There’s loving and there’s losing, but I think I’m just past choosing now
Don’t live a lie
you’re posion in the pretty glass
...>>How does someone get to be like you — the king of all excuses?
...>>you whisper your arrival, walking backwards to the door
...>>I miss you, even here, taking it all in.
is it possible to put this night to tune and move it to you?
People are all puzzles to be figured out.
.... she didn’t realize—now that’s a lot of love.
I could stand here all night trying to convince you,
but what good would that do?
My offer stands, and you must choose.
fail with consequence, lose with eloquence, and smile
...>>To everything, turn, turn, turn..
there is a season, turn, turn, turn..
You’ve come far and though you’re far from the end,
you don’t mind where you are, cuz you know where you’ve been.
‘See those stars shining in your eyes, I know…I got to keep them there.
...>>We didn’t pray hard enough.
Well maybe you should cry.
And all of this life moves around you, for all that you claim you’re standing still, you are moving too.
There’s bound to be a ghost at the back of your closet, no matter where you live.
There’ll always be a few things …you’re going to find really difficult to forgive.
I think the problem is that you can’t tell by smelling it whether you’re about to eat it, or that its already been eaten (quite some time ago) by someone else.
[re: durian]
you couldn’t say much less now could you
if it’s not me you need to sleep beside … who am I to you?
I’m not here, not anymore
I’ve gone away
Be my friend.
Wrap me up.
Unfold me.
now it seems that I don’t want to go back home
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