| my work. |


and when it all goes to hell.the tattered hood of all the fakes. the koopa shell of past mistakes. the sequin mask of a love long lost. the broken wall of what it cost. the disguised face of what was wrong. the hidden wonder of what took so long. the sad facade i could never see past a broken heart that will never be. but now i can tell what lies inside and break apart that sense of pride. the battered shell of our past mistakes. you're the patron saint of liars and fakes.and when it all goes to hell.


chase you down . . .does it upset you? every glance that follows me. the teenyboppers that want me. the papa - paparazzi. the obsessed fans. the crazy ex-boyfriends. i never wished for this fame and i know this cult makes you mad. that's why my songs are always sung and my speeches are always said and my lyrics are always written for you. no one else. not for my fans. not for my followers. but you. only you.chase you down . . .
| my work. |
| some cool shit. |
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[link]
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hold me;
whatever lies beyond this morning
is a little later on.
regardless of warnings
the future doesn't scare me at all.
nothing's like before.
<3
haha, for a second I forgot I had my name on my profile... I was like "OMGHOWDOYOUKNOWMYNAME -- oh."
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you're a ghost in the doorway
i can see through, but i hold tight
ill just stay on holding until it hurts
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When Life Gives You A Lemon, Dont Whine, Make Lemonade!
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you're a ghost in the doorway
i can see through, but i hold tight
ill just stay on holding until it hurts
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you're a ghost in the doorway
i can see through, but i hold tight
ill just stay on holding until it hurts
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