girl on the verge
be careful when you’re high as hell cause heaven’s running low. prepare for the final blow, i hope your eyes are open.

& i promise to learn to love the way i learn to fear and to unknot all the inhibitions tangled in my hair.

distribute the dust.

& when a boy writes off the world it's done with sloppy misspelled words; if a girl writes off the world it's done in cursive.

i'll be the ground, nobody gets me down. i'll be the bridge, fall from the highest ledge.

& i say there's more to this world than this little field of dreams we're dancing in, and i want to see that world.

i've lost all faith in a world so full of hate and i don't fucking love music i just use it to escape.

& everybody's got their own story; i wrote mine. everybody's got their own words; you quote mine. everybody thinks I'm fucking nuts; wanna hold mine?

stay frosty, gents.

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