

Hope for Happy EndingsYou know, everyone says "if it's not okay, then it's not the end." Well, I was just thinking and that is complete bullshit.. I mean, look around, all these people getting murdered, overdosing, suicide. It ended for them and it wasn't okay.. We all expect happy endings, but happy endings aren't what it's about. Not everyone has a happy ending. I'm not saying, you won't and I'm not saying you shouldn't hope for it, but that doesn't mean it will actually happen. And everyone talks about when they're old, how they want to be. Well, you are not promised tomorrow, and no one ever said you were going to ever get old. Yet, we take it for granted thaHope for Happy Endings


x Dreams of Dancing xStreets:x Dreams of Dancing x
She’s loves dancing in the streets, especially when it’s raining. She’s likes to go barefoot, running, and jumping. She’s laughing, and she’s smiling, she’s living. That smile, her gorgeous smile, it’s real, it’s genuine, and she’s holding nothing back. He comes along and sweeps her off her feet. They dance together in the streets. He holds her close and swears never to leave her side. And he doesn’t, he stays true to his word. He’s there for her, always. They make love and lie together. They talk for hours and gaze at the stars on cold nights, keeping each other warm in the cool air. They take showers togeth


x Changing Escape xEscape:x Changing Escape x
She finds her escape. It isn’t what it once was, before she met him. It isn’t in the pills, the alcohol, the razor blade; it is no longer in pain. She no longer lives in vain. When she’s hurting now, she finds her escape in his voice, in his eyes. She gets lost in those dark brown eyes; they tell her everything will soon be okay. She always runs crying into his arms, knowing he’ll make it all go away, knowing he’ll keep her safe. She doesn’t think about the day when he’s no longer there; he says he’ll be with her forever. And for her, she can’t see that he’s only staying because he’s scared of what she’ll be without him.


x Repeat, please. xRepeat:x Repeat, please. x
Could you repeat that once more? I can’t believe my ears. You’re saying what I’ve always wanted to hear. Tell me again, please. Pinch me; make sure I’m not dreaming. It’s the ending I’ve dreamed of since I was a little girl. He comes back in the end; he says “I care about you. I love you. I want to be with you.” You fall into his arms, and it just feels so right. You know that’s where you’re supposed to be. This is no dream though, for you are too late. I’ve lost myself and I don’t want you to find me. Leave me be now, turn around, walk out just the way you came in, you had your many chances years ago, they’ve all passed
by *kittynn
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l°l dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today l°l
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"Imagination is more
important than knowledge."
- Albert Einstein
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"Imagination is more
important than knowledge."
- Albert Einstein
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Things get damaged, things get broken, I thought we'd managed, but words left unspoken...
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