Thanks For Wasting My Time by joannanolasco, literature
Literature
Thanks For Wasting My Time
you used to be beautiful
the very scent of you (who knew soap could smell so sweet)
the very shadow of you
the slightest hint of your voice
could rip through my heart and ripple throughout my very being
i was deaf
i was numb
i was blind
to all
but You-
the boy i wanted so terribly
deaf to your callous words
numb to how deeply they scarred me
blind to the monster you really are
well, i'm awake now, my friend
i think of you now and my heart races
not of infatuation
but of Rage
how dare you
how the fuck dare you
how dare you make me feel ugly and insignificant
how dare you trade my kindness for your own manipulative brand of
Can I Put My Seatbelt On First by joannanolasco, literature
Literature
Can I Put My Seatbelt On First
Tolerate.
There, that's the word
I tolerate this loneliness
I won't say
I'm Happy about this
You won't believe it as much as I do
But Tolerance is good
I Can't Say I'm Surprised by joannanolasco, literature
Literature
I Can't Say I'm Surprised
I can see you now
No, no
Dont turn around
Its quite impressive, really
What doe eyes can hide
Behind their naïve contortions
Corrupt is too harsh of a word
Lets just say
You are not the victim here
I know what youre thinking
But who will want to save you now?
Not me
Not anymore.
FUCK EDWARD CULLEN
Fuck Edward Cullen
Vampires dont exist
Fuck Prince Charming
Kisses cant save lives
Fuck Romeo
You loved Rosaline first
Fuck Jack
Rose was engaged
Fuck Love
It fades
..Oh, but to dream
FUCK EDWARD CULLEN
Fuck Edward Cullen
Vampires dont exist
Fuck Prince Charming
Kisses cant save lives
Fuck Romeo
You loved Rosaline first
Fuck Jack
Rose was engaged
Fuck Love
It fades
..Oh, but to dream
I Can't Say I'm Surprised by joannanolasco, literature
Literature
I Can't Say I'm Surprised
I can see you now
No, no
Dont turn around
Its quite impressive, really
What doe eyes can hide
Behind their naïve contortions
Corrupt is too harsh of a word
Lets just say
You are not the victim here
I know what youre thinking
But who will want to save you now?
Not me
Not anymore.
Can I Put My Seatbelt On First by joannanolasco, literature
Literature
Can I Put My Seatbelt On First
Tolerate.
There, that's the word
I tolerate this loneliness
I won't say
I'm Happy about this
You won't believe it as much as I do
But Tolerance is good
Thanks For Wasting My Time by joannanolasco, literature
Literature
Thanks For Wasting My Time
you used to be beautiful
the very scent of you (who knew soap could smell so sweet)
the very shadow of you
the slightest hint of your voice
could rip through my heart and ripple throughout my very being
i was deaf
i was numb
i was blind
to all
but You-
the boy i wanted so terribly
deaf to your callous words
numb to how deeply they scarred me
blind to the monster you really are
well, i'm awake now, my friend
i think of you now and my heart races
not of infatuation
but of Rage
how dare you
how the fuck dare you
how dare you make me feel ugly and insignificant
how dare you trade my kindness for your own manipulative brand of