Kawaii52

The world is a cheerful place Then terrifying! Then depressing! Then angering! There is always a place you are safe Then everyone is out to get you! All eyes are always on you! When people whisper, they're talking about you! Plotting your demise! You feel content Then you want to run! To hide! You jump at every bang and clash! Every itch is a spreading rash! Every bump is a growing tumor! Every word is a hateful rumor! Every gun is aimed at you! Everyone's a Nazi and you're the Jew! In every crowd there is a killer! So run! Run fast! Don't trip! Don't fall! And most of all! Trust no one! No one at all!

Is it better or worse that we're best friends? Sometimes,                               I think,                                                   It must be worse. And sometimes,           &

i feel like i've lived this moment before. a thousand lifetimes ago and not so distant future, i'm living in this moment for an eternity and it's finally starting to change within me. so many ways i wish i could have changed this but the moment just repeats on like stuck needle on record the knife that plays on the skin so many ways i've lived this but they all remain the same it's me i think that can not change this moment this time it's not the rain that falls and cloths my skin but the tears and boundless amounts of sin? sin or joy i don't remember because this moment in this moment i've lived forever

so here's the thing: you're not you and i'm not me and we're not us. and all i know is that this is heartbreak in the worse way since right now i know i can't have you but ohdeargod please i really do want you. and maybe everything is a circle so i'll get you or will be okay since life goes onandonandon or is about to completely destroy me or is just...done with. complete. over. but one thing i know is that it is november and i am so so sick of saying goodbye to things i love. but it's true that everything good has an ending and this is mine.