Walk in the room... I'll try to agree, but expectations are suffocating. what did you come to sell me? I have an aversion to hero stories. it's good
if i wrote a book... started a group, and every time you heard my name someone tried to control you, and all the wealthy praised me as they drew more
Little princess, with no need for empathy when we will Gather at your feet to give you anything you need, and feel privileged just to have you hang around
Too unquestioning to see anything. find a way to run away from your own sight. always trusting in anyone who holds a gun at anything that you hate, because
this is what you chose: to kill and be enclosed. sheltered by the news because it's difficult to choose. so let us all decide what you should know, and
sweet little voice that repeats what "they" say, airy like an open landscape fertile for thoughts that have yet to grow... so allow me to plant everything
... and for days afterward i held onto the feeling you'd given to me ... and your face just remained like a flash in my eyes, brighter than anything i
Come in tune. Learn to see what pay won't fix, You can get for free. Everything that breathes should know this. Here's no recourse for wasted moments