Some of y’all haven’t become so disillusioned with your own reality that you spend years of your life daydreaming about entirely made up worlds and people and it shows
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The serenity of a desolate beach
The isolation of a desolate beach
Sometimes when nothing is happening, nothing is actually happening
This could be your version of fine but should it be?
Things come at you in waves
Sometimes they feel like tsunamis, I know
But I promise
That as long as I stand here, as long as my bones shall live
You will never drift far
Because I will reel you in when you seem to be drowning
It’s just what I do
I leave my beach of black sand and crumpled up notes
To rescue people like you
So you can feel fine
And I can create lines upon lines
It’s sort of selfish if you really see
I’m only here to save you so I can save me
(Source: 8-bitstories, via 8-bitstories)
Some of y’all haven’t become so disillusioned with your own reality that you spend years of your life daydreaming about entirely made up worlds and people and it shows
(via imtheoneyouwannaforget)