binary love

"_________ is typing..."
"seen: 7:48 pm"
"_________ is typing..."
"seen: 7:48 pm"
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"you turned off chat for ________ but you can still send her a message"
"turn on chat for ________?"

 writetomewritetomewritetome

-hey

-hi

-hey!

-hey

-helloo

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"seen: 7:48 pm"

goddammit

-how was your trip?

-hey, how was your trip?

-hey, how are you?

-hey!

-hey

-how was your trip

-how are you

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"seen: 7:48 pm"

-hey, i hope your trip went well. it's good they paid for your expenses when your flight got delayed. it seems you really liked that university. i missed talking to you, we should've skyped when you had a better connection at the dorm. you seemed to have a great time. i saw you friended a lot of people from the uni. most are guys, though. hm...... haha, i'm joking. anyways, i was just writing to say i miss you, and i love you.

cringe

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-will you still love me when you move?

whatamidoing

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"seen: 7:48 pm"

"you turned off chat for ________ but you can still send her a message"

i tasted you in every drink i had tonight (drunk just off the thoughts of you)

they say revenge tastes sweet
but, god, jealousy is so bitter
i'm dripping onto my keys
damning amtrak
and indiana
and notre dame
and every fucking speed bump in the way
but most of all you
(especially you)
for letting me let you go
and having the audacity to lure me back in
what were your intentions?
i have wasps where my heart should be
and i don't have a metaphor,
or an allegory, to cover up
so you can put away your cover girl
and your mascara
cause this isn't poetry
this is much more than that
this is me avenging my heart
and setting out the hounds
the dog days are over baby
and i don't think you have nine lives
because you can have my mind
or my heart
but no longer will you share them
together like that
cause i can beat for you
or think about you
but i'd be scared of what runs through my mind
because i'm the kind of boy
that will finger you
or slit your throat
or both at the same time

i want to feel a little beautiful, baby

you hate places like this
surrounded alone
this love has me spitting out teeth
but i got cobwebs on my zippers
her hands are like icicles against my skin
a heart so soft like mj's speaking voice
and she
she's the kind of girl that awards cardiac arrests
police
everything you say can and will be used against you
in a court of lull
and war
but this town is broke
and i'm not talking about banks
or fixtures
it's love

molly ringwald

she's the kind of girl john hughes wrote movies about
got me stuck in tachycardia - rush hour in my veins.
(rewirethehighwaysonmyarteries)
my fear is the white blood cell that gets in the way
anti(my)body against yours
i want to revolve around you
solar flare hearts
you're far away but how nice it is to exist at the same time
miles and not minutes apart
love stray like dogs
dammit doc
you were supposed to screw my head back on right
this time
(curtain call)-
second opinion"
you got me doing chalk lines off the concrete streets
while i suffocate just share your breath with me
pluck at my heartstrings
i can be the designer and you'll be the dream

"let's get sick off each other
i want to stick onto your hair
forever, like smoke
follow you there"