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What was I ever to any of them but just a disposable thing? A body to touch in the in between.. I have become a resting place. A stop beside the road. Maybe a way to waste the time. A place to sit while you decide to go back where you came from or move forward.…
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And what am I but run on sentences scattered across the pages of life in a book full of more disasters than victories? Yet here I am still trying to string these words together and make a story that means something to someone other than me.. LL
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It wasn’t long before I had you figured out You truly weren’t afraid of anything But love LL
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I try not to ask for much I just want someone to love LL
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I did not wake up in a place like this today. Instead, I woke up alone, in a dreary room. The sound of the garbage truck making stops at each cookie cutter house that fills my neighborhood is my alarm clock. The side of the bed where I want you to be, where, in a…
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I’m a little broken a little bruised but I still wouldn’t have left you that way LL
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I don’t belong to anyone I don’t even belong to myself LL
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i was the good… or maybe i could’ve been but you can’t stop reaching for the bad and, so… the good just fades away.. LL the blood & the bones
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I can’t help it You’re a fucking disaster And I wanted to love you anyway LL
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Do you think of me when you’re inside her?When you must keep the beast at bay?Do you think of the marks you left?The bruises that you made?And maybe she’s much prettier..The trophy you think you deserveBut I’ll always be the girl you craveWhen you want to make it hurt.. LLthe blood & the bones
