Everynight I lie awake
and think about you.
Wondering what I could do
to put a smile on your face.

If I lost you
I would die
But I'd rather die
Than to loose you

I Know
Pretty Is
Defined By
What's Inside

Later I'll remember how it feels to die.

I hold forever in my trembling hand.

Death near calls to me from the shadows.

I'm strong, a survivor, I can't understand why I crumble.

It's a lie in my eyes, better go poke them out.

I know its frightening, incomprehensible to be lifted beyond fear

Tim: achoo [<-its a sneeze]
Me: nothing happens when you die
Tim: omg thats dane cook
Me: no duh
Tim: i wanna be a tree. but not the bible part tho
^^
our chem class convos are uhhmazing!