You meet people, you part ways, sometimes you cross paths again. Mostly, you don't.

The boogeyman sleeps on your side of the bad Whispers in my ear :"Better of Dead" Fills my dreams with sirens and lights of regret Kisses me gently when i wake up in a sweat "boo!

We were both music-obsessed, each in our own way. If we didn't entirely understand the other person's obsession, it didn't matter, because we understood our own.

I'll be your mess,you be mine That was the deal that we had signed I bought a hazmat suit to clean up your waste Gas masks,gloves,to keep us safe But now i'm alone in an empty room Staring down immaculate doom "Messy

Don't be scared...Women can handle the worst kind of pain. You'll find out one day.

But seventeen is an inconvenient time to fall in love.

I understood all that in my head, but I still didn‟t believe it in my heart.