I am a lightning bolt , and I know you can't handle me, because you're afraid of drizzles, but I'm the entire hurricane, suffocated in flesh and bone, waiting to unleash itself.
Crimsyy Copyright 2016
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We all have our secret hideaways, we all have our cures, and our bandage solutions, and we all have addictions.
You will eat to fill the hollow kindly provided by someone who's left you lying in bed at night, wondering why you weren't good enough, or maybe even just enough, to make them stay. We all carry earbuds...more like soulbuds. Hello music, goodbye world, goodbye sorrow.
We all break down, no matter how hard we hide it, no matter how well we can disguise it...eyes can't lie, but they sure can act. And we all try to bandage our wounds, though we're the worst doctors.
I puke smiles, you puke smiles, we ALL puke smiles...but no one's meant them for a while.
- Crimsyy♡
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