Vent

No one ever told you how beautiful you are. Not even me, I think, when I should have. 

Well, you are beautiful and talented. You can do great things and you can be a great person. I was really hoping that you'd be happy, but it doesn't seem like that's what happened.

I hope I never see you again. But I also hope you get better and stop hating me until you understand things a little better. I hope you get better. I hope you get to be happy sometime soon. 

About now

Once upon a time

There was a fucked up girl

Who wanted to taste 

Everything in the world

From alcohol to meth

From being alive to being dead

From great memories to regrets

From the future to the past

She was a whore

She was a saint

She was mental

And she was sane

She had 3 boyfriends

The Poet

The Manwhore

And The One

(At least she thought so)

The Poet was crazy

He thought he loved her

He thought she was amazing

Until he ruined her

She got scared

And ran away

Until the next 

Stupid boyfriend came

The Manwhore was a trap

She thought she loved him

Until she realized

He was such a twat

He broke her

As bad as The Poet did

She ran away to become

The whore she used to be

And then The One came 

Just to mess with her mind

He was just so strange

She thought he was also some lie

Was he trouble?

Was he a mess?

Maybe he was

The best you can get 

He smelled like home

He tasted sweet

But most important

He made her scream

He's really nice

She loves him now

We truly hope

He won't break his vows

Never said

I know

The poet still writes a about me

I know

The manwhore still screams my name

I just know

What all the lost souls say

And I'm so sorry

Things ended this way  

You could be my drug addict and I could be your Jessica

I don't know what's with you 

that makes me feel so young and free.

I wanna be forever with you 

Getting high on hydroponic weed

I think it's your badass attitude 

Or maybe you unusual sweet soul indeed

It's just something about you

Not even you can see 

It's too early to say I love you

But we know I kinda do

And that's quiet ok

Cause I know you'd love me too

Said the clock

Tick tock 

Says the clock

Driving me nuts

Neck tied in a knot 

What are six months

What are three years

Anyways

Why'd you think you'd still be here?

Tick tock

Says the clock

Last time I checked

I was mad at God

He gave you for me

Just to take you away

He fills me up with home

And in the end it's just more pain

Tick tock

Says the clock

No problem's solved

Here we are lost

Gross

I smell like alcohol

Dirt

And cigarettes

I smell like dumbness

Puke

And all of my regrets 

R.I.P., Gabriel D.

Sitting on the moon

You must be fishing stars

Stars that shine like you

You shine as bright

Bright as the tears

Than here on earth we cry

Thinking of the time

We could've said goodbye

Drink the liquor of the angels

And their tasteful dark cigars

As here we pray

With all our heart

RIP, big brother!

And thank you for everything