| "how can such sweet kisses come from such a poison tongue?
How can a bed of roses hurt so much to lie upon?
It was the thorn beneath the flower that I wasn’t counting on"
i like this song. it sounds kind of weird at first but you like it after a while =) |
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| "time to shut her down, time to pull the plug, pull the cars around, time to quiet down" |
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| last night i dreamt:
nick and i and a lot of other people were at the corn maze and all of those people were chasing us arounda nd all. and then we all kindof morphed into living in america and the people with masks turned into hitler and stuff like that who had no mercy and were very brutal as they were killing all of america. several events happend where nick and i were in a safe haven with little children and such and they were come in and start murdering people. nick and i would see and we ran for our lives.. and we ran and ran and ran.. and along the way i found old old keys. ancient.. so i guess we had gone back in time.. and everyone was trying to leave to live in a different part of the world to be safe.. and they were killed along the way or just left their luggage and ran. and we ran and we helped each other out. never stopped running. we ran up a huge hill that they had set fire.. and we were aiming for santornini.. in greece.. we could see the white city but we were far away down the hills. we stopped at this greek woman and this girl whom she was telling stories to. i remmebered some greek and tried to ask how we get there.. and she eventually told us.. and we started on our way... and then randomly cracked out dilan salsbury was there and he was like "dude.. who else is here?" and he told us he came up there a lonnng time ago.. (canada first) because of running from authority from america (he had blazin eyes and cracked out teeth and what not) but anyway.. i hope something like that never happens. homicide is horrible |
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| 2nd worst day of my life,
i'm thankful you're almost over |
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