Every beat of my heart ;
in other words, i'm
slow dancing in a burning room
22:53, Irrevocably;
Thursday, 5 November 2009

reminding myself of you @ 4 A.M.; fournov }


streetlamps are such very lonely, sacrificial things. they make me want to sit under one with my knees drawn up to sleep the countless rainy nights away;

anyway,

all the best
to you who are reading this (& needing it) for our final lap tomorrow :D

--

looping dashboard confessional is giving me a sense of stability. everything is slowly, very slowly returning back to normality.

i'm happy.

the sand has started crumbling, your wall is tumbling, i feel like something's missing, my heart is aching, but little matter, i'm happy.

23:59
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If you're reading this, could you take me on a ride? Press a coin into my palm, whisk me off somewhere; to anywhere, where I can lose myself in (with) you.


In all your silver rings, and all your silken things
That song you softly sing is keeping you from breaking.

♥ pmz



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