DyingInTheSun's Journal

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    by DyingInTheSun on January 12, 2010

    She cries herself to sleep, my dear, there's no need to weep.

    This story's always been told, you've got a heart of perfection.

    When you walk into a room everyone's eyes fixed on you.

    Everyone wants you, but nobody can have you.

    And this I ask of you: When you look in the mirror do you shield your beauty from your eyes? Because I can see it all the time.

    Even In Heaven They Carry Switchblades - Luke Pickett


    This is the biggest depression of my life so far. I've quit college because I can't stick to commitments, not that I get the chance to enter into many these days. I've no clue what I'm gonna do until September. Doesn't matter. I listen to way too much Say Anything lately. And, also, Blue October. And while we're at it, Manchester Orchestra.

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  • 001

    by DyingInTheSun on January 05, 2010

    The drugs don't seem to work

    And they've got a padded room for you

    To get your just desserts.

    I And I - Bayside


    So I deleted all my previous entries because I got annoyed you can't edit them. I was gutted cos it went back to '07 I think. Oh well. Hi there, I'm 16 and I love music. I live in England and I'm not one for sleeping during the night. That's about all you need to know.

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