what’s the point of the top if no one wants to look up
you are so out of sight now that i need you the most
i miss you
shivvering into the night i can let you hold me
its funny how i would be sanguine to give you everything, and by that i truly mean you every every thing, but you choose the one who gives so little.

“little kids shoot marbles where branches break the sun into graceful shafts of light. i just want to be pure.”
“the devil’s plaything,huh?”

the basketball diaries
youthhtuoy
switch lanes
there is so much history in these streets, mamas good eats and wonder on repeat, theres so much history in my head the people i have left the ones that I've kept.
Oh yes, the past can hurt. But from the way I see it, you can either run from it, or… learn from it.
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there has never been a way to make this easy
Another lover hits the universe. The circle is broken. But with death comes rebirth, and like all lovers and sad people, I am a poet.
we have nothing to lose and nothing to gain by not telling the truth now we are barely believing in love i still dont even know if i do but if someone was ever to make me believe then this someone is you i promise its you
sarang haeyo
i miss you i like you a lot

