

WordsThings even I don't understand, but something has to give, someone has to know. Words without context, words without reason.Words
(words without meaning,) They've already been written.
Words without tact and colors as verbs.


Be Careful What You Wish ForTears would be better suited for this moment, you know. They are coming. As soon as she's truly gone. Anything to hide them from her. Anything to spare her more pain.Be Careful What You Wish For
You waited for her. You prayed for her. Spent countless nights alone in hopes that she was out there somewhere. [It was wishful thinking-you never thought you would be so lucky as to truly find her.]
You wouldn't have believed sh


Starting OverI spent four years trying to learn who you were. Who you are.Starting Over
Im sorry.
I learned what makes you smile. What makes you cry.
What you like and what you dont. The way you react and the way your voice sounds when youre excited.
Can we start over?
I spent two of the four years in love with you. I still am, actually.
You want me to forget every time you said you loved me? Every time you kissed me, every time we laughed, every time you made me cry and every time you said you were sorry?


Beautiful GirlBeautiful girl, are you happy with who you are?Beautiful Girl
What do you think about during all those hours you spend losing a staring contest with yourself? [I think you call it getting ready.]
When your perfect reflection smiles back at you, do you have a smile inside to match?
When the man across the room smiles at you, [and every other girl, hoping one will respond,] does it make the time you spent worthwhile?
When you roll out of his bed in the morning, will you be glad that whatever it is that happened between you and that man,  
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I found that Mortality was ever so boring so, I gave it up!
"Lord grant me temperance, just not yet!", St. Augustine
“Seek justice, encourage the oppressed. Defend the cause of the fatherless, plead the case of the widow.” Is1.17
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