I said yep, what a concept, I could use a little fuel myself and we could all use a little chaaange.

what's the point of living if you don't have a dick? -Donnie Darko

there is so much running through her mind: the way the one she love's heart is beating when torn apart from hers, the way her eyes are drooping ever so slowly after days of no remorse, the tears just behind them, waiting to burst into tears whenever that one girl's mentioned. she can't breathe anymore. she wants to just make it easy and just seace to exist, but that is not really a great option. she refuses to be just another gay teen suicide. instead, she wants to be recognized for every ounce of beauty she provided the world with. so now, She shall sit and wait for the day she may once again be whole and contented. until that day, the breeze sways her thoughts around..

don't forget to try to guess the songs from the titles if my posts. who cares if you're wrong??

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