All the places you planted kisses are ghost towns now. I'm tired of trying to bring you back to life. Dreams never die, . . . they turn into nightmares instead.
withdrawn
exhausted
Blogs I Read
- Dreamer's Reality
- Dead Poet's Asylum. I feel so alone. The voices do...
- I have these dreams where everything disappears an...
- Flip-side--I've got no insight but the terror you ...
- I'm drunk with your poison trying to remember what...
- Where reality collapses. Exceed the demon, punish ...
- I never dreamed, I'd never dream. I've dug up all ...
- Underneath a sober moon. How I wish my wishes coul...
- You broke every part of me that gave a fuck, so wh...
- I just want something. I just want nothing. I.I'm ...
- Transitory subtitles in the subway. Catching a tra...
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