living on the edge out of control

Living on the edge out of control and the world just won’t let me slow down.
But in my biggest picture was a photo of you and me.

<3

the way i’m feeling i just can’t deny, but i gotta let it go

4:40 AM

There’s something about the 4 am hour that makes my mind speak. Maybe it’s the silence in the house. Or the headphones in my ears playing the same old song on repeat because somehow it’s stolen the best of my composure.

I’m changing and not in a good way. I wish I could say I was blossoming, but it doesn’t feel like that’s the case. I’m growing more empty and the things I use to care about don’t seem to matter anymore. I’m a rebel with no cause. Maybe this is what they call living. Maybe I’m actually just crazy.

There’s something about 4 am that makes me vulnerable. I seem to hate and love it at the same time. It puts me in a mood and makes me think. It freezes me and somehow I’m not tired anymore. I’m wide awake and my mind is running on an endless treadmill, yet goes nowhere. My lungs deflate and my breathes get shorter. I’m here and I’m numb. I’m captivated. I sit and I wait… until 5 am.

What happens tomorrow?

Sundays

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Sundays use to be our day. You would always come back around. That’s how it’s been for months now. But this time feels different. I’m left with a dead dial tone waiting for moments that use to be familiar.

You’re consistently inconsistent and I can’t help but love it.

I love the way you lie

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On the first page of our story
The future seemed so bright
Then this thing turned out so evil
I don’t know why I’m still surprised
Even angels have their wicked schemes
And you take that to new extremes
But you’ll always be my hero
Even though you’ve lost your mind

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
But that’s alright because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
But that’s alright because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
Ohhh, I love the way you lie