{ There She Was My New Bestfriend ; High Heels In Her Hands, Swayin' In The Wind
While She Starts To cry, Mascara Runnin' Down Her Little Bambi Eyes: "Lana, how I hate those guys." }
Angels are perfection to some. They think being an angel is somehow a kind of perfection. And it technically is. But only if we look at the real angels; the ones who are unseen and doing their best to keep the pain away. But the kind of angels i love are those we find in human souls. We all do have flaws, but the thing with angels that even their flaws are perfect. They are the ones who will offer you a good shoulder to cry on when you feel down while they are the only ones who needed saving, they will feel guilty if you start crying cuz they will start thinkin that they weren't good enough to stop your tears, they will listen to you even if they're drownin in a hell of pain. This is so pretty but yet so cruel. It is cruel on themselves. They are sacrificing their everything for people that will leave them when their cure will end. That's why am tryin my best to keep the angel i found safe. She is a pearl i found once nd never gave up on since that day. They say sadness keeps us closer right? Well it did. It LITERALLY did. We were friends until we started having deep convos. I knew i can trust her from the second she started telling me about her thoughts. I told her about my darkest side as she was telling me about her breakup. Then she became my ANGEL 💎. I tried to heal her cuz she with another girl are the ones who made me give up on cutting. I tried to make her feel better but i sadly couldn't. Such a golden soul must me admired. She must be an art some will love to practice or a masterpiece we will hook higher than the empire state so only high souls can see her cuz she deserves to be heard , to be understood. Why does life break the most precious ones? She is ALWAYS ready to make people happier around her even if it includes sacrificing her own happiness. She will go beyond rules , she will talk to your soul, she will try to get along with your own meaning of happiness. Cuz happiness is different. It is a theory actually. Some will find happiness in a bottle of wine and some cigarettes, some will find it if they do graduate, some will think it's all about little attentions. Cuz each one of us has a roof to their happiness. When they say "am totally happy now" its just cuz they succeeded in reachin the roof they fixed. If they go beyond it , they will start experiencing the real meaning of ecstasy. And the thing with this pearl that she will take you beyond your roof with such magic that comes from her deepest bones. She will blow you away with few words of hers. She will take you to an outer space, and make you aim higher nd look further. This is so satisfying yet too sad. I mean ... What about her? Is she happy ? Is she reachin her roof ? Is she goin beyond it ? Am pretty sure she would like to but i am also sure that this will only come after everyone around her is already way beyond that limit. Cuz all she really cares about is other's comfort yet she is neglecting hers. Nd this is destroyin her -such a pure soul- she is aware ; she knows that caring too much breaks a bit too much. But my babe wouldn't stop, she can't. She is just too pure for it. That's why am tryin to reach her, to touch her, to be a part of her daily life. I may not be the one who heals the best or cheers up that good but i want her to love herself more, to discover herself more, to be more confident, to stop underestimating herself cuz she is such a precious one. I just want her to know that someone is here - beyond the darkness nd the sadness - someone wants to carry her home, someone cares. I hope one day she'll get how priceless she is to me 💎
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Theories U Probably Won't Remember
Teen FictionThe greatest thing about books is talking about all of my theories without being claimed as annoying but these will probably be theories you won't remember 💙 Started on 27/03/2017 ⭐️