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she posseses a laugh that kills like the drop her lips echo whispers of the poison she’s got want all of her passion
you don’t want to be with me, I get it. but I’m the best option you’ve got… are you with me? I’ve waited a very long time to lo…
you know what I say—funkit killem kill a man jah’ro be at the top tomorrow you gotta know your body
tell me your secrets and I’ll tell you my lies bare the truth of each moment I’ve truly despised if you tell me your secrets
the holder, beholder ahead of your game with nothing to lose but your face and your name divisions, provisions
I’m the only one left stumbling he… and I just want to walk away. Like those I know from long ago and decided not to stay. To my not so dear past lessons lea…
if I were to tear away strands of my heart pull away pieces and rip it apart.. would you still call me lovely?
shine on, your simple sunlight two lovers down the line a faintly ribboned path ahead the destination isn’t mine drastic pause, no push to start
lies depicted as greater truth than truth itself what is truth? but mere perspective spoken words
what would you call 'bad’? what would you say is worse? admitting that you tried, or admitting that you hurt? in telling all my following
I think to myself– if people were rain I’d be a drizzle and you a hurricane I float through existence
creeping, it grows a bit too quickly, and he knows all these stones and every moan feel it burning in each bone and when he’s walking home alone
undeserving of what I gave just wanted to taste what I wanted… I kept telling myself I held all the reason you gave me some lines
it’s something lost in translation something for you to find.. something left at the station to turn back and retrace your footsteps
there’s the potential for this to… there’s a strong chance for all th… I’m not saying that all this is ho… there’s a slight chance that we mi… this is the part where I smile and…