You dont deserve my image in your head. You dont deserve my memories in your chest.
# Love story
I want to learn your trickery and feel what its like to have me wrapped around your finger. I want to lie to everyone because it gets me where I want faster. I want to be like you because you are blind and now that I finally see I dont want to.
All the risks have been taken. Allowing me room to fly.
# Breaking up
I am torn open unabridged hot and a bit crazy inside. This is the feeling which belongs to me she has always been mine.
Writers do not have the privilege of sleep. There is always a story coming alive in their heads constantly composing. Whether they choose it or not.
# Writers on writing
Defend myself I cannot defend the verbal repressions of a boy. A curmudgeonly cantankerous illtempered counterfeit boy.
I wore your promise on my finger for one yearIll wear your name on my heart til I dieBecause you were my boy you were my only boy forever.
# Love hurts
Youre a mess I confess I despise you in the best kind of way.
Every fairytale has a villain. All high quality happy endings involve a blackhearted monster. I just didnt want you to be mine.
..plainly put I loved the way he effortlessly forced my pen to act savagely to swerve course without warning.