And this is the out come of late night boredom, sharpies, and the worst kind of nostalgia. 

And this is the out come of late night boredom, sharpies, and the worst kind of nostalgia. 

Look to the pastAnd remember and smile.And maybe tonightI can breathe for awhile.I’m not in the sceneI think I’m fallin’ asleepBut then all that it means is I’ll always be dreaming of you.

Look to the past
And remember and smile.
And maybe tonight
I can breathe for awhile.
I’m not in the scene
I think I’m fallin’ asleep
But then all that it means is 
I’ll always be dreaming of you.

hotelheartache
Thank you for liking my poem! It was nice to know someone read it/liked it! :-') x

No problem, my dear. You are extremely talented and I adore you poetry. I can’t wait to see more.

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deerod:   One of my professors told me that the most intelligent people are often the saddest and most depressed because they actually understand how shitty the world is.

deerod:

 

One of my professors told me that the most intelligent people are often the saddest and most depressed because they actually understand how shitty the world is.