Memoirs of a falling star
This is the end of a decade, the time for something new, a time of rebirth. And that's what I intend to do, burn myself to the ground in flames of glory to find those pretty things left in the ashes to build myself back up from, find the part of me that I've lost, the par-t, become stronger, braver, bolder - HAPPY. I've been gone for far too long but no more, this is my time and I am going to burn so bright the world won't know what hit them! It will be a long journey, a hard one too, but I will find my sparkle or die trying. So here is my journey up to the stars. . . excuse me as I hit lightspeed <3
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You think I’m better; really I’m just as lost as I ever was. I’m not even better at hiding it … Your just too self absorbed to see.
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I need one of those nights where I traipse in at god knows what time aching with random bruises unable to remember half the night. I need to feel needed; like I’m not wasting my time or being a mug letting people take all they can from me without giving a shit. I need to be told I don’t have to fight alone. I need to feel alive and like I mean something, even just for a night.
