

he's the bravestcody is a happy drunk with angel-eyes andhe's the bravest
a pretty face that makes hearts skip beats.
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today he built a bridge over the sea of tears you cried the tears you think he doesn't know about and
tonight you'll knock that bridge down.
tomorrow he'll fold a tiny paper boat and he will set
sail down your body of water,
hoping that maybe this time he'll reach you.
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when he does, they'll all be talking about it they'll all be talking about cody,
the boy who built the highest bridge even though &nb


tobacco and sea salt it's half past midnight. thetobacco and sea salt
scent of tobacco and sea salt
cling to eric as he carves
secrets into his skin. they
look like raindrops and now
he's standing in the middle
of the hallway, looking at me
as if to say "see what i've
done."
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eric is the type of boy who
wouldn't be impressed if he
saw new york up close, but
would just stare at the
unnecessary amount of people
then shake his head and walk
away. he is the type of boy
who will end up smoking his
mothers ashes after she finally
d


benit's almost winter and ben has already started to grow his hair. it curls as the snow starts to fall and she finally notices that he is first in line as the last boy to care.ben
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ben isn't crying, but that doesn't mean he's okay. ben isn't crying ben isn't trying instead he sings and screams and grinds his teeth,
that's the way the medication works.
that's the way he drowns out the sound of the world.
and did you know? he blames it all on the drugs the way he knows he will be forgotten once he's gone.
he wants it to stop, he wants it all to
mao_mao
Amery

The EndThey used to be friends, back when she wasn't a dead girl and he wasn't a boy wishing for the end. He looked down at her grave, and she looked at him through angry, clouded eyes.The End
He was torn between wanting to stomp on her headstone or fall to his knees and whisper apologies to it. She wanted to scream at him, tell him it wasn't her, just a stupid hunk of granite with her name on it, and that it wasn't his fault.
But it was. There was no going around that fact, no side-stepping the ruins that were his conscience. He decided to head home before he did something stupid, so he laid the flowers down hastily, turning be


breaking violeti'm a sucker for bone structure and black coats.breaking violet
strangers with kind eyes and soft voices.
strangers with alcohol and cars.
but i can be more.
"you can swallow x amount of blood before you get sick."
that's bullshit.
limbs are torn from bodies, and bones are
dislocated, snapped, trapped.
just fucking gone.
just when I needed you.
"you total fucking wanker."
she shakes and coughs and shakes and coughs
up blood.
"you total fucking waste of time."

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gun hip swollen lip bottle sip
yeah i suck dick.
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People pop pills and get high.
I pop pills and get normal.
...i like pie!!!1!!
ha. if it escalates.
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gun hip swollen lip bottle sip
yeah i suck dick.
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People pop pills and get high.
I pop pills and get normal.
...i like pie!!!1!!
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