If life's not beautiful without the pain, well I'd just rather never ever even see beauty again.

Im really just over everything. My life is work, sleep, coffee/
His feet don't sink in to grass the way mine do.
No matter what happens ever EVER, Kathleen Pearce and Sarah Pester.
I can't forget no matter what, Boys, booze, drugs, set backs, fights.
EVER.
Im luckier then you because it's three people.
One soul.
Get it?
His heart doesn't burn like mine does.
His laugh doesn't carry like theirs do.
I just forget sometimes that i am happy.
That 18 year old girls do all the talking.
That im 20.
And mostly, That his hands don't touch like mine do.
That following eyes don't mean anything but nothing.
School, Victoria, Money, Best friends, Caffine.
His fingers aren't rooted in to the ground.
His hands don't pull me down.
This.
Is.
Not.
Before.
Im luckier then you because i have amazing people.
I love my job. I love my family. I HAVE A PLAN.
And i don't have anything, ANYTHING, holding me back.
Free.
Free.
f r e e..
Head trips meets clarity meets truth meets heart fucking break.
It's not that i don't care, It's that i just forgot.
My life is work, Sleep, Coffee/
Your heart is made of wood, Your eyes are made of glass.