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Illuminati 2k15, end of the world is coming. Time to move planets.
Have you ever really thought about how when you look at the moon, it’s the same moon Shakespeare and Marie Antoinette and Van Gogh and Cleopatra looked at.
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I'VE BE COME SO NUMB...
N U M B
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I want to be perfect..
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Cool
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Yep
I just wanna do cute shit with someone.
let me drag you around a theme park like a 5 year old
tease me for taking forever to pick out an ice cream flavor
make hot chocolate with me at 2am and go look at the stars
play board games by candlelight when the power goes out
curl up by a bonfire and talk about the universe
go camping and hiking, and kiss you every chance I get
wanna put my feet on your dashboard and my hand on your thigh
I don’t know who you are, but please get here soon, I wanna have fun with you.
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"the only reason I have the option in my head to run away is because I don't want the responsibilities of living a life I didn't choose to be born into."
Lauren Jones
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My Grey World
I wake up to a bright light through my window, Shining on my glazed over eyes. I had dreamt of a grey world with even greyer emotions. But I wake up to a world full of color except, I myself, am still grey. The birds chirp with happiness that it's a new day, Whilst I sit at the edge of my bed, And all I hear is cluttered thoughts from my grey dreams. The air is warm and light, But I am cold and dark. I know there are colors, But I only choose to see shades of; white, Grey, and black. I make my morning coffee, I sit at a computer with black and white words. They tell me to do this, and that Just so that maybe, I can see color in my future. But if I choose to see in color, I am only destined to go blind. For color isn't in my future, It is in my past. I remember reds sometimes, Because of the impact reds have. From love to blood, That was the last color I saw, Before my life turned grey.
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