school is poop.
i feel like pumpkin pie.
i have the best boyfriend in the whole wide world.
it’s pouring outside, the wind is howling, and my car is still mildly dirty.
i need a functional fireplace, two cups of hot tea/cocoa/whatever, & socks.
school is poop.
it’s by a happy poppy boy [named ryan! hahahahaha] … it’s too bad i don’t like any of his other songs.
Sick and tired of this world
There’s no more air
Tripping over myself, going nowhere
Waiting, suffocating, no direction
I took a dive and
On the way down
I saw you, and you saved me from myself
And I won’t forget the way you loved me
And on the way down
I almost fell right through
But I held on to you
Been wondering why it’s only me
Have you always been inside waiting to breathe
It’s alright, sunlight on my face
I wake up and yet, I’m alive ‘cuz
On the way down
I saw you, and you saved me from myself
And I won’t forget the way you loved me
And on the way down
I almost fell right through
But I held on to you
I was so afraid of going under
But now, the weight of the world
Feels like nothing, no nothing
(down, down, down)
You’re all I wanted
(down, down, down)
You’re all I needed
(down, down, down)
You’re all I wanted
You’re all I needed
And I won’t forget the way you loved me
All that I wanted, all that I needed now
20-something yr old F WD/WN in NAD.
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