| Dedicated to Oliver, R.I.P. Why did you have to go? |


A Dusty Romance[This town is too small In it's coffee shop glory And your eyes have the motion of a hawk Winging itself towards the horizon Out of this place We call 'home']A Dusty Romance
"We could get away from here," I whispered to the howling winds Your lips moved, your voice swallowed up by the whirling air I buried my face in your shoulder "We could get away... We could
Go."
[When the dust picks up And the leaves fall down, withered Can we find a place to hide And just live? But your heart was born in this world Of screaming summers and mu


carus vos, collabHey you, Remember when you saidcarus vos, collab
"Let's run with scissors
Let's laugh 'til we can't breathe
Let's have inside jokes
Let's stay up late
Let's cry, let's smile,
Let's make up a handshake no one will ever know,"?
I do.
Dear girl, Please know that you'll make it through.
I know it like I know the back of my hand
(But then again, who really knows?
Scars come and go, freckles stay the same?)
I know you're strong like the ocean,
And fearless like the moon on a cloudless night.
I know you'll make it through.
Hey you,


RunawayA red china moon hung on the Speckled tablecloth of sky that nightRunaway
We lay in your overgrown yard Side by side.
"Then Haley's Comet ran away," you whispered. I raised my hand to the twinkling lights above Connected them into one giant dreamcatcher with my pinky "Why?" I blinked, yawning
You reached up and grabbed my hand "She was afraid."
"She was afraid of spinning out of control
Orbiting through things she loved
So she left
So she wouldn't hurt people"
Your eyes had tiny stars in them
I watched them dance around "I know


Today-Adreniline induced adventuresToday-
And carefree love of life
Ended like moths caught on fire
Like lonely fluttering infernos
[still stuck on ending dreams
and waiting futures we don't have]
I'm watching red and white cars
Screech past like rabid animals
As the sky falls in feathery torrents
In shuddering gales of misled hope
[there's no place to go
when you got no place to be]
You're watching lead flavored ballerinas
Dance in dusty colored lights
Spinning like broken wind-up toys
Like slow twirling leaves caught on a wind
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| This is me, take me as I am. |


force a smile: half dead.dear you, to you, i will send my heart.force a smile: half dead.
it will come in a small brown package, with: careful, fr a g ile stamped on the front.
you must promise to do as the package says.
.
dear you, i wrote songs for you.
i wrote songs for you and memorised them.
i sang them to the sky. did you hear me? did you hear me?
.
dear you, every night i drew a little heart on a colourful sticky note.
i put them, one a night, on the mirror in my room as a reminder that i was loved.
four hundred and seven


matchesyou love the smell of matchesmatches
and watching the flame flicker and dance before you have to blow it out with your soft breath
on easy lips
and the flame disappears atom by atom, there is no more fire
the light in your chest goes out
you look closely at the charred wood and sniff the twirling smoke before you draw a misshapen heart on your palm with the coal
that is left over
on the tip of the stick the remaining words of a
lost, wrong, twisted
love gone missing.


intermittent convictions.i. 'i was implying maybe you're mad, miss' he says politley. 'oh no,' i shake my head firmly. 'i'm not mad, at least, i don't think i'm mad. i just have a disjointed way of assesingintermittent convictions.
the world that surrounds me. and an overly complex way of processing that information' i make a point of walking away before worried eyes judge my mental health.
ii. 'why do you give inanimate objects personalities?' you ask when i finish a detailed explaination about the effects a
meteroid shower would have on the twinkling stars. 'Personification makes the world seem a little bigge


memoriesdear you,memories
[Remember when we were sitting In that old trees house of yours And you said to me Doesnt it scare you, that we mean nothing to this world That we could just as well not be here and no one would notice I replied saying you may think that you mean nothing to this world But you mean the world to me you smiled that smile at me That smile that melts my heart. Do you remember, because I still do]
[Remember when you thought I was asleep on your shoulder And you whispered in my ear, You know they say If you say a word enough
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| My name is Grace :] <3 And there's a 97.4% chance that I love you. poetry and writing, blue unicorn/icing princess;], coffee, amusement parks, the ocean, music, love, swedish fish, life, autumn, peacefulness, my friends, chinese food, pirates, rain and thunderstorms, energy drinks, reading, Miyazaki movies, eyes, smoothies, nighttime, some anime, my Macbook, art, nature, my iPhone, writing with pen, some animals, and having nothing you have to do. X sharks, war, brutality, unnecessary repetitiveness, mean personalities, arrogance, eating fish, insects, premature deaths, chalkboards, hate, shower curtains, school, liars and lies, raisins, organization, discriminators, the flu, drama, algebra, broken elevators, horror movies, mainstream obsessions, olives, overreacting fangirls, and people who are afraid to stand up for what is right. Ten random songs that I love: 1. Vampires Will Never Hurt You, My Chemical Romance 2. Heregoesnothin, Nevershoutnever! 3. From Lip to Lip, Jet Lag Jemini 4. The Adventure, Angels & Airwaves 5. ¿Viva La Gloria? (Little Girl), Green Day 6. Such Great Heights, The Postal Service 7. I Caught Fire, The Used 8. Spin, Taking Back Sunday 9. I Miss You, blink-182 10. Remembering Sunday, All Time Low |
Hugs for all of my watchers today...because I feel like it!
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-Who doesn't want to live in some form?
-Who doesn't crave the release as air rushes through lungs and a heart continues beating?
-The unnatural, that's who.
My alter ego: ~NewAgeStables
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