SILENCE SPEAKS

The normal kids go to sleep before 11, The slackers go to bed after 12, The broken kids stay up all night with their Headphones in,staring at the vast nothing. Because their minds are never at rest and They’re physically and emotionally tired, But peace will never reach their soul. So in those very moments between hating How sad and broken they feel,between Hating life,they wish,pray,and dream for That moment where peace will sweep over Their minds. And in the midst of it all,when They finally drift off into the nothing,their Minds will finally be at rest,just to start the chaos in the morning,to another Depressing day.

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—The Broken Kids

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astrozombina: oh my god im an adult when did that happen? the musical featuring the hit song: “why...

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astrozombina:

oh my god im an adult when did that happen? the musical

featuring the hit song: “why are all my friends having babies?”

"I want you. I want your sleepy confused look when you wake up. I want to be the warmth that fills..."

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 19:32:41 -0400

“I want you. I want your sleepy confused look when you wake up. I want to be the warmth that fills the space in your bed. I want to be the sheets your fingers crave at night; the blanket that wraps around you all night. I want to drink tea with you, share some records we find. I want to talk about everything in the world newspapers. I want to discuss with you, to be stubborn and quick-witted with you. I want to have differences between us. I want your flaws. All of them. I want go into the deepest corners of your mind and never get bored of you. I want to be surprised by the new all the time. I want to look at you like a movie, a living piece of art; always trying to chase what you crave … and capture you.”

- Elay Neal Moses (via journal23rd)

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