onehundredthirtytwo.

We waited ever so patiently for the train wreck, for we both knew it was well on its way. It was just a matter of time, we had told ourselves. And sure enough, it arrived nothing short of the flames from inferno. The horizon held a promise but surely, we never made it that far. Your music filled the room with certain hope, but died before we hit the setting sun. I still remain in that very room, now painted with tragedy. I ask of you though, please, hand me that brush darling, let me change this horrible shade. You and I weren't cut out for this, yet the cards were still dealt out nonetheless. Until death do us part, we had said, but I refuse to let go. Even in death, love, your name will fill the pages of my journal.

My heart is like a balloon, and it is you who holds the needle. So be careful don’t pop my heart cause if you do, my feelings for you will flow out.

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Me:WTF Why do guys always have to hold their balls when they're dancing?
Tommy: If you must know, its makes us feel powerful.
LMAO. I love you bestieebear ^_^