Light pores through
through the green light.
People come in
for the good and bad
from our lives.
It’s time for me
You will come
to know a greater
Turn it off.
I see no reason why we shouldn’t bring this back.
Singing words that have no meaning
songs don’t play the beauty of my pain.
They play the beauty of their own.
Disguising the sorrow
with melodies and what could sound like,
Poring tears of a lullaby
into a sea full of a child’s
Rhythm and rhymes.
Ashes ashes, We all fall down.
I am falling.
Hidden Beneath the Notes
Justin Bieber’s Brazilian prostitute allegedly filmed him sleeping. Iconic.
So recently I have been stressing about school starting back up again and having NO cool stories to tell people when I get back, so the past few days I’ve been having out with as many of my friends as possible hoping something cool might happen during one of these group hangouts. We went streaking, stayed up and watched the sun set, you know, the usual. Anyway, thats why I have not been posting as much. I hope you all understand :)
If you think a woman in a tan vinyl bra and underwear, grabbing her crotch and grinding up on a dance partner is raunchy, trashy, and offensive but you don’t think her dance partner is raunchy, trashy, or offensive as he sings a song about “blurred” lines of consent and…