October 2011
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And I’m not sure what the trouble was that started all of this;
The reasons all...
– Lua by Bright Eyes (via heavymetaldreams)
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Je m'appelle Oliver: I lived a lot of "Bright... →
o-l-i-v-e-r:
“To Love and be loved”
Well, I awoke in relief. My sheets and tubes were all tangled weak from whiskey and pills, And my father was there, in a chair, by the window, staring so far away. I tried talking, just whispered, “…so sorry…so selfish…” He stopped me and said, “Child I love you…