"I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched."

 Edgar Allan Poe

i would love to dance among these trees

i love this

listen!

afterglow (feat. Soundmouse) by Phaeleh

pretty woman

'All sexualities are more fluid than their definitions suggest, because there is a consuming, powerful, complex chemical event that the brain can experience: love. Love laughs in the face of rules and definition.'

'there will always be this lingering sense of not wanting to grow up, and a great deal of effort put into the preservation of youthfulness, by giving into the reckless abandonment of responsibilities and obligations or at least the thought of doing such things, forever as old as you refuse to be.'

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malvin

Once upon a time there was a pink glow worm called Malvin. He lived at the top of mount doom and every night the mountain would light up and Malvin would shine his colour over the whole city. One day a nasty bird chased Malvin until he could squiggle no more:( To this day Malvin is remembered, and all the glow worms in the city gather and light up the town in their rainbow colours.

melby

Sometimes I can hear my bones

straining under the weight of

all the lives I'm not living

Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds

‘I believe with uh, the discovery of acid, we have exposed a new way to think, and it has to do with piecing together new thoughts from your mind. Why is it that people think it’s so evil? What is it about it that uh, scares people so deeply, even the person that acquires it? They are afraid that there’s more to reality than they have confronted, that there are doors that they’re afraid to go in and they don’t want us to go in either because if we go in we might learn something that they don’t know, and that makes us a little out of their control.'

everybody changes, i'm positive you have to

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you’ve applied the pressure

to have me crystallised

and you've got the faith

that I could bring paradise

you're the apple to my pie, the smoke to my high

I love you like my mum loves cleaning

I love you like Homer Simpson loves Duff beer

I love you like my best friend loves facebook

I love you like a worm loves dirt

I love you like a squirrel loves acorns

I love you like a fat kid loves cake

I love you like a mouse loves cheese

I love you like a cat loves a mouse

I love you like lilo loves stitch

I love you like ernie loves bert

I just love you

we're just young fools

By Gerdii Van

I once heard a story

It was about a girl who believed that when you are 10 you are also 1,2,3,4,5....,9 also.

I don't know about you but I think when we are happy or sad you are everything jealous, spiteful, depressed, eccentric, and so on.

I believe everyone has more than one face, but I can't speak for everyone only myself.

I feel I passed through my 14 years as a wallpaper flower. Seen, but unnoticed at the same time.

At home at school. I see wrong I know right, but as a wallpaper flower you would lack the courage, spirit, and heart to correct it.

After 14 years of oppression. I can't look in the mirror

Because when I do I see an enclosed, spiteful, hateful, and envious girl.

Enclosed I hide the truth I bear the lies.

You make me laugh you think you know me? Do you know I hate you? Do you know I fear you? Do you know that I would give up everything to be you and yet you whine on the most ridiculous things, you naive fool.

Spiteful spiting any love that comes my way.

After 14 years everything looks fake so don't give me your I love you's or you friendly hugs because it makes me tremble it makes me weep.

I can no longer accept love. I fear love because I don't understand it, what is this four-letter word?

Hateful hating myself for the lack of courage to fight for what I want, what is right, and what is needed when it is right in front of my face.

All the forced back words and swallowed tears I begin to hate it all.

Envious jealous of everyone who seems to have real happiness but like I would be able to recognize that.

When you see me you will know why I am the wallpaper flower. I am not Emo, gothic, or running around mourning for the world. I smile, I laugh, I play, I live. My perfect cover.

Fragile as glass.

All I have is hope and dreams but I know it is only my refuge in the night in my slumber

I live the way I want to without you.

I fear of being alone and even though I hate you please don't leave me.