tantalizationa taunting craving chanting never ending replay recordings refresh the page remind me of her too much of her so much of her can't handle the taste coming back looking for dangerous searching for clues hunting it down hounding out the truth who cares if i don't want to find out who cares if i beg for it to stay hidden pull you closer stalking after catching your scent keep coming closer instinct kicking in craving taking over impulse making moves to put us on the same level i thought i erased this burnt it from witantalization
no titlewhenever i read something you say that makes me feel like shit for hurting you, i want to talk to someone... anyone, about just anything in the world. i feel like all i ever do is breed hate discontent with everyone around me. i'm making people feel uneasy and worrying them. i'm making myself paranoid all over again. for some reason i remember out of nowhere that i cave under attention. suffocate with pressure i feel like this is all just another addiction another empty hole inside looking for filling stress the press for the story within i'll tryno title
spoon fedwhat i would give for that high i need a glimpse a taste to last the nightspoon fed
watching those wretched movies the patheticly adorable movies watching all their love stories i find it so damn hard to not think seeing myself as one and you their lover standing on the brink
this feeling never comes when i want it it's as flighty as any other bird on the canopy's leafy summit to catch it in my hands means holding you forever never flinching to let go of you the slightest bit hide you away in my tiny golden locket
dancing on the e
ugh
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"Life's a comedy, and the world is your stage. Now go make someone laugh."
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D3: <= A sad gorilla. D=
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