punkducksworld

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Me as a child: [crying] please don’t let the aliens take me Me now: [crying] why won’t the aliens take me

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HELLO????

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HELLO????

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musical ask bait:

who is the first artist you remember loving?

who is the artist you put on to cry to?

who is the artist you put on to make you smile?

which song rips your heart out?

which song always puts a smile on your face?

what was the first concert you went to?

do you prefer cds, streaming or vinyl?

which artist have you seen live that didn’t live up to the hype?

which artist has been the most life changing for you?

you have to get a lyric tattoo — which lyric is it?

do you prefer loud booming speakers or quiet in headphones?

do you have an artists photo anywhere in your home? who! bonus points if you show the photo!

do you have a favorite genre or dabble in it all?

who is the most overrated artist in your opinion?

who is the most underrated artist in your opinion?

tell us the name of a song that most people probably don’t know but you absolutely adore

describe your favorite song without telling me the title

how important is music to you on a scale of 0-100 ?

do you have music playing right now? if so, what?

which album deserved that damn grammy?

which music video have you watched more times then you care to admit?

which artist do you hope never stops making music?

how did you discover your favorite artist?

which song do you want played at your funeral?

do you and anyone you know have “a song”?

[punkducksworld]

[punkducksworld]

I just think that you could open up more.

LEIGHTON MURRAY | The Sex Lives of College Girls – “Welcome to Essex”

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the phrase “when pigs fly” is very outdated because the police have helicopters

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why are you like that suddenly? why are you making fun of my anxiety? you used to be my safe place, now i just want some space. never thought you would call me dumb, never felt so fucking numb. but we've changed, now we're damaged.

punkduckpoet

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your eyes are everything beautiful in this world. brown like melted chocolate. a combination of amber and onyx. your eyes hold the magnitude of a black hole, they are pure, full of love. your eyes are anything but boring and ordinary, your eyes are my favourite colour.

punkduckpoet

[punkducksworld]

your voice is like a song. a song that you listen to once and then never forget. the song that you start and repeat before it ends. the song that you can listen to 100 times and never get bored. the song whose lyrics are always in your head, the song whose melody haunts your mind at night and you just get happy as soon as you hear the first 2 notes. your voice is my favourite song.

punkduckpoet

[punkducksworld]

at 10 pm she lies down in bed and stares at the wall.

at 11 pm she knows that she should sleep.

at 12 am she is afraid of her own thoughts

at 1 am she tries to distract herself with music

at 2 am the tears roll down her face

at 3 am she can't breathe

at 4 am she screams for help

at 5 am she wonders why she is not good enough

at 6 am she is angry with herself

at 7 am she wonders if there is any point to it all

at 8 am she gets up, smiles and says she slept well

punkduckpoet

[punkducksworld]

sleep. what a strange concept. i was so afraid of sleeping because it meant losing control over my thoughts. control was all i wanted. now i am afraid of this control. afraid of my own thoughts. i only sleep, take refuge in a dream world. sleep in every free minute just to get away from my thoughts. sleep. what a beautiful concept.

punkduckpoet

[punkducksworld]

twinkle twinkle little star, you are still one of the worst so far. said you wouldn't bruise my heart, now you ripped it apart.

punkduckpoet

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and the worst part is that you never said goodbye, i still don't know why. and i hate to admit it, but we did split. fuck you for breaking up my lonely, for telling me you loved me. i know you feel it too, but you don't even feel blue.

punkduckpoet

[punkducksworld]

twinkle twinkle little star, you are one of the worst so far. cute smile, pretty eyes, you're so full of lies

punkduckpoet

[punkducksworld]

this is not a poem but i have to say it anyway. next to you i felt good, i could breathe. i could smile, i could just be me. the fire inside me was less noticeable. the hundred parts inside me felt like one big part again. your touch did not hurt my skin. you understood me. you were there. i could look into your eyes and i wasn't afraid of what you would see in mine because i knew that you would see the truth and that you would stay anyway. i could hug you without fearing that it was the last time. i could talk to you and also just be silent. and i know i can't tell you how much you mean to me, but I hope you feel it. safe, wanted, loved. you are my little amsterdam.

punkduckpoet

[punkducksworld]

and what if you don't feel the same way, what if you just walk away. i can't explain how i feel, but you help me heal. i know you promised me to stay, but isn't that what they all say?

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