Quotes added on Wednesday, February 17 2016
me: *leaves the tv playing on mute all night because I'm an
extremely wasteful human being who is afraid of the dark.*
Do what
YOU want to do because if you don’t, you are nothing but your
own slave.-RVM
I found
gold
in the
wreckage,
put
it on
a necklace
Keepin' it cause I, I, I, I know that it's
mine
I wear
it like
a message
so I
don't
forget
it
Keepin' it cause I, I, I, I know that it's mine
For
the
first
time
in a
long
time
She bowed her head to pray
She
said
I'm
sorry
for
the
way
I've been living my life
I know
I've
got
to change
So from now on tonight Jesus take the wheel
Take
it from
my hands
Cause I can't do this on my own
I'm
letting
go
So give me one more chance
Save
me from
this
road
I'm
on
Oh, Jesus take the wheel
Bonfire flickering out to a little spark,
the suns never felt so far away standing here in the dark,
and it's different somehow.
Stars twinkling up in the sky,
they're a beacon of hope but even they will die.
In a brilliant explosion that burns bright,
and so death takes away another life.
But my death doesn't require a coffin,
What's passed on is all my incessant hoping,
that left me with a hole in my soul that could never be filled,
so I'm sat here moping, feeling like I've just been killed.
Like a trigger hesitantly pulled,
the blow that came with the bullet
took away something I thought it never could.
I know motivation is like liquid,
you can try and try to get a hold of it,
but it's something I can't grasp onto,
I could cup it in my hands but then it'll seep through,
I guess there's only one thing left for me to do.
I won't waste time waiting for it to rain,
instead I'll build myself a dam, oh yes I'm back again.
the suns never felt so far away standing here in the dark,
and it's different somehow.
Stars twinkling up in the sky,
they're a beacon of hope but even they will die.
In a brilliant explosion that burns bright,
and so death takes away another life.
But my death doesn't require a coffin,
What's passed on is all my incessant hoping,
that left me with a hole in my soul that could never be filled,
so I'm sat here moping, feeling like I've just been killed.
Like a trigger hesitantly pulled,
the blow that came with the bullet
took away something I thought it never could.
I know motivation is like liquid,
you can try and try to get a hold of it,
but it's something I can't grasp onto,
I could cup it in my hands but then it'll seep through,
I guess there's only one thing left for me to do.
I won't waste time waiting for it to rain,
instead I'll build myself a dam, oh yes I'm back again.
Tell your Pa you love him so, and hug your Ma, don't
let her go. These days it's cool to not feel, but kindness
and loving respect will never go out of style. So hold them
tight, and give them every last bit of your love, and remember
that you won't see them every single day of your
life.
And when you leave I'm going to cry like a baby. The
same way a toddler does, when she misses her mummy. When I get
the phone call or see it with my own eyes, and discover that my
parents have died, that's going to be a massive blow. I
don't know why I'm thinking about this now, but I am and
it kills me to think about seeing them go. Life's gonna be so
different and I know I'll see them again, but it'll be so
much harder without my best of friends. But I guess we take this
life one day at a time, I'll cross that bridge when my tires
arrive at it, so let's not stress. Mum and dad are alive
right now, and in a couple hours they'll be tucked into bed.
A new day will begin and I'll feel at ease. Dad and mum will
go on about their day, and I'll carry on with my average
Thursday.
