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winter isn't always coldToday I can hear the chattering of squirrels as they bounce from branch to branch with puffed out cheeks and twitching tails.winter isn't always cold
I'm not going to sit here and try to explain what an amazing person you are. I'm not going to describe the way your smile is contagious enough to make me laugh out on days I had woken up feeling lost and broken. I can't possibly put into words the light I find in the depths of your eyes, or how I can never quite decide if they are blue or green or gray or every hue in between. It wouldn't be fair to try and explain how when you speak, I get tangled up in the symphony you're composing without an ounce of ef


but maybe that's good.you are not something i ever expectedbut maybe that's good.
and we're sitting on the edge of a wall and you're pointing at the sky twisting the clouds into shapes of poetry i've never seen before with the sunlight stinging my vision but i could never look away
and everyday you're quoting my sentences, picking them apart seeing straight through every creative lie i've woven together with my jaw hitting the floor but maybe i can get used to that
and every night i'm wide awake with all of these questions thinking how impossible it is that you always understand with that all-knowing smirk but i


you deserve more.And when the noise in your head begins to overwhelm you, Just listen for the sound of chimes because I'll be piecing together a melody Something quiet and comforting to ward away the insomnia Something just for youyou deserve more.
And if it gets too hard to look in the mirror Just look for these hands because I'll be waiting with my arms open Something warm and safe to make you realize you're beautiful Something just for you
And when the idea of waking up tomorrow is too much Just think of the blinking light on your screen because I'll be sending you a message Something irrelevant and
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If he's sparkly and fangless, he's a FAIRY, darling. Not a vampire.
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I wonder whyyyy it seems so familiar.
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Sometimes I lie awake wondering: "is life a multiple choice test, or a true/false test?"
Then a voice comes out of the darkness and says: "Sorry to tell you this, but life is a hundred-page essay."
I IZ TTLY A N00B.
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~I let my imagination set me free, do us a favor and be like me~
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~I let my imagination set me free, do us a favor and be like me~
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