A/N: hey kids :-)
i'm planning on updating quicker now !!
love u bubs
-mattie
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we often find ourselves up at the latest of hours. yes, we are completely aware of the aftermath of not resting, but it doesn't matter to us. because, although to others it seems as if we're miles apart, we're feet away. and yes, it's known that I'm recognized for demolishing things, for jumping too quickly. but, it appears that no matter what I say or do, we'll never be broken. or, that's what your deceivingly reassuring eyes tell me. i am stuck; stuck in the past, the present, the future even. i'm stuck in your embrace, and no matter how desperate i am to feel, to breathe, to be free, you'll always keep your arms tightly clasped around my waist. and no matter how much i wish to escape, i know your intoxicating touch will keep me anchored in what we were, what we are now, and what we will be.
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poetry
Poetrythis is stupid poetry written by me about a boy. yes, love stories have come to be horribly mainstream. yes, the word love has been thrown around so much it hardly has meaning to some people anymore. but, if we've never experienced worse than heart...
