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We Must Be Dreamers: Cameras
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We Must Be Dreamers. Friday, March 7, 2014. I saw a picture of you today. You were standing right by me and we had smiles on our faces that convinced us of a little forever. After that I saw another picture, and then another. I guess you really were my everything back then. You were my future and my present. You were my world and I was only your ocean. You were my Friday night and my Saturday mornings. You were my favorite sound and my most feared reality. By: E and Q. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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We Must Be Dreamers: April 2013
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We Must Be Dreamers. Wednesday, April 17, 2013. I had this funny dream the other day. It was hilarious. I had a dream that I actually meant something to someone. That all these words I write are actually read, and oh there was this part where he told me he loved me. He screamed it to the world and it almost seemed real and possible, but then I remembered "love only existed in fairytales". By: E and Q. Tuesday, April 16, 2013. As the leaves fall, the children die. He said I want you to write about someone.
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We Must Be Dreamers: June 2014
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We Must Be Dreamers. Sunday, June 1, 2014. This is my notebook. I wish I could write again, but every time I try to it's non poetic. The words don't make sense and the lines seems broken. Every word hanging onto the next one, but the sentences are already falling. By: E and Q. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). We were born to die. As the days go on ♡. This is my notebook. The curious will listen. The Revenge of H. Miner. A poem you can understand. Awesome Inc. template. Powered by Blogger.
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We Must Be Dreamers: December 2013
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We Must Be Dreamers. Tuesday, December 31, 2013. Somethings you think but never say. Here is your Christmas present. I want you to put it on every time you feel like you're falling in love. Then I want you to remember you can't because you're too afraid and too scared to let go of her. I want you to look at it and realize how many hearts you've broke before she's finally broken yours. By: E and Q. Sunday, December 15, 2013. I love you Bryce. This is my way of screaming it to the world. By: E and Q. I wen...
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We Must Be Dreamers: Hello mister please to meet ya
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We Must Be Dreamers. Saturday, February 1, 2014. Hello mister please to meet ya. I want to write you a love letter or a love story where the characters would be us, but instead I'll write you a letter that only reads sadness between the lines. I'll write you my goodbye. Bryce I hope you know you're going to be a great dad. Teach your kids how to wrestle (and how to twist them like a pretzel.) Remember to teach them to rinse their dishes after they eat because "that just will not do" otherwise. I just wan...
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We Must Be Dreamers: XOXO
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We Must Be Dreamers. Saturday, February 1, 2014. I keep reading about the taste that his. And I can't remember tasting your lips. But I can remember the feeling of your hands pressed against my skin when your lips finally intertwined with mine. By: E and Q. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). We were born to die. As the days go on ♡. Youre the pain to my happiness. Hello mister please to meet ya. The curious will listen. The Revenge of H. Miner. A poem you can understand.
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We Must Be Dreamers: June 2013
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We Must Be Dreamers. Saturday, June 1, 2013. Society doesn't kill everyone. From the first glance, you can tell something's different. You can tell something inside them is different and it's beautiful. You can tell by the background on their blogs and by the way they write every line. You're the people who inside want to leave and on the outside are too laid back to ever let anyone know. I think you're beautiful. By: E and Q. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). We were born to die. As the days go on ♡.
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The United States Of Anonymous: Fight.
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The United States Of Anonymous. Saturday, December 29, 2012. My direct order to you, is to get in a fight. No it does not have to be a fist fight! I want you to fight! Get in a yelling fight with your next door neighbor! Get in a fight with your teacher about your grade! Get in a fight with your self about what girl is more beautiful! Fight for what you love. that is my direct order to you. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today. I Ain't a Doll.
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The United States Of Anonymous: MakeDamnSure: Taking Back Sunday
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The United States Of Anonymous. Tuesday, November 27, 2012. MakeDamnSure: Taking Back Sunday. You've got this new head filled up with smoke. I've got my veins all tangled close. To the jukebox bars you frequent. The safest place to hide. A long night spent with your most obvious weakness. You start shaking at the thought you are everything I want. Cause you are everything I'm not. And we lay, we lay together just not. Too close, too close (How close is close enough? We lay, we lay together just not.