Creatures I

Step back and breathe
you're drowning it
the creature you are
the creature you've been
Dry your hands
it's finally gone.
You can walk away
you're finally free.

Friends

When you can sit on top of a wooden fort in your back yard with someone and talk about everything. That's nice, when it's cold and you're freezing and you can talk about those things you just wouldn't say... You can say them, and it's okay, and you just...you just smile, because for once, you're not even really scared.
Thanks, Ellie.

They always fit

There are people you're supposed to meet, and I've met a great deal of them.
They always know.

Green means go

And isn't it such a clichéd moment when you wake up one day and realize you've made friends-
real friends-
and smile?
Isn't it such a clichéd moment when you realize you're happy because you let everything go for a moment?

Friends that you can count on, and when you don't think you deserve them, or even need them, really
well, they're still there. They're offering help when you didn't even realize you needed it.
The only problem is...in order to return the favour, you probably need to be sane.
It's most likely things will go smoother if you're actually functioning on a human ledge. But is it possible you fell too far?

I am a naturally curious person, and for years I've been hoping it'll kill me. But how do you climb back up when you're not sure where that is?
Damn society's values, and damn what is right. There's boundaries to be crossed.

In daylight.

Valentine

I find that sort of unfair. As loving a gesture as it is, I think it's incredibly unfair of you to just go and do that when you know I used to have feelings for you. I mean, so what if they didn't last? Nothing does. But what if they came back?
I feel like you're taunting me. Like you're doing everything you can to confuse me. Mess around with my head, just because you can. And you can.

All those notes, those little notes you wrote? I still have them in that box, you know. They're just waiting there because I'm really not sure what to do with them. They are lies, but, cute lies, and ...I can't bring myself to throw them out, especially seeing as you'd ask about them later.

There need to be rules.
We need to have rules that we will both follow.

I'm the one in the wrong, and yet, I'm playing it off perfectly well. I'm trying to do everything in my power to make it go away, and look. It's fucking gone.
So it's your turn to step up now.
I know you don't feel things that way. So step up and ...well, step down.

See, it's so...you're right. Maybe I wouldn't want to do it. Considering we'd say what we already know? I'd say those words again, and you'd say yours. The same script as ever.
And it'll hurt just the same, but not really, because I don't have a heart to break.

It'll go away.

Let it go.

Provemewrong

No, I've never even heard your voice. I've never even held your hand.

I can imagine you're lovely all I like, but you're not technically real.