True Love
I found a guy and he calls me beautiful everyday. We would lie beneath the stars and i’d listen to his heartbeat. it was like he was singing to me. it was a perfect rythm. He’d stay awake and watch me sleep. and i could feel him watching me. He called me beautiful without any makeup on. he told me every day how much he loved me & how much i ment to him. And then he kissed me on the forehead and walked away. And then i figure out that he also made every other girl feel that special. he was my first true love, and then i discover that i was really just another.
Hertbreak </3
It is a curious sensation. The sort of pain that goes mercifully beyond our powers of feeling. When your heart is broken, your boats are burned. Nothing matters any more. It is the end of happiness, and the beginning of peace.
welll obviously theres a rapist in linkon park .
