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kettle
she lay down on the sofa, drawing the blanket tightly around her. but she still shook. her eyes focused on the fireplace, the flames jumping at the grate, the kettle gleaming. she shook her head, as if that would erase the memory of him. the fallen, the one who didnt deserve to die. his photo decorated the mantle, and he smiled down on her, but she could only weep. "only the good die young," she whispered. RIP
flashback
i had a flashback the other day, back to when times were good and you and i were in love and carefree. we didnt worry about everyone who wanted to fight you, or the people who screwed you and i over or the lawsuits people filed. it was just us. now its about sneaking around and being incognito and i wish we could go back in some ways, and in others we've grown so much and i dont ever want to lose you.
mission
its my mission to find real love, to be loved for me and not just for my reputation. its a mission every day to find the people that actually want to be friends with me for reasons that go past my looks or money or anything like that.
made
no no no i already did this one. but okay here goes. i felt like i had everything made. he was perfect and i was so happy and then it all got ruined. and fairytale made isnt the same as everyday made. we werent perfect, or made for eachtoher. we were just... there. and that sucks. hes still the love of my life, and he has her. not made, not made at all. but at the same time i still want it back to the way it was. everything needs to be made into the way it was before. then ill be happy again. one more time. hes coming by tonight maybe things will change.
made
its time to get made. y'know like the mtv show. i used to wish i was on that. or you could totally put this in the hes made for you scenario. you know? like, hes perfect in every way and