haylee*

Status: hi
Joined: February 10, 2013
Last Seen: 9 years
Birthday: August 29
user id: 349770
Gender: F

haylee//13//usa
//nirvana, the smiths,
brand new, taking back sunday,
crystal castles,  the wombats.
&&& sky ferreira.




 

Quotes by haylee*

//hi
scars will heal soon
the dregs in us
spent the earth down
better than drowning
in a burlap sack
i live
as alice
i die
children shouldn't
play with dead things
foaming crows
tear at their wings
sad eyes cry crimson blood
drop it
it's dead
wheels won't turn
they won't turn the birdy's head
sad eyes
sad eyes like sharpened daggers
you'll never walk
only stagger
sad eyes
quite cryptic
bye.

  so is that what you call a getaway?
  tell me what you got away with.
  'cause i've seen more spine in jellyfish,
  i've seen more guts in eleven-year-old kids.




  that's why on the back of
  a brown paper bag
  he tried another poem
  and he called it "absolutely nothing"
  because that's what it was really all about
  and he gave himself an A
  and a slash on each damned wrist
  and he hung it on the bathroom door
  because this time he didn't think
  he could reach the kitchen.


ASLEEP
SING ME TO SLEEP,                  SING ME TO SLEEP
I'M TIRED AND I,            I WANT TO GO TO BED.
SING ME TO SLEEP,                   SING ME TO SLEEP
AND THEN LEAVE ME ALONE. 
DON'T TRY TO    WAKE ME IN THE MORNING
'CAUSE I WILL   BE GONE.


DON'T FEEL BAD FOR ME,                  I WANT YOU TO KNOW
DEEP              IN        THE                          CELL OF MY HEART
 I WILL                                                         FEEL SO GLAD TO GO.
  SING ME TO SLEEP,                                          SING ME TO SLEEP
I          DON'T    WANT TO  WAKE UP ON MY OWN ANYMORE.
SING      TO      ME,    SING     TO       ME
I DON'T WANT TO          WAKE UP ON MY OWN ANYMORE.


 

  there's a club
  if you'd like to go
  you could meet somebody
  who really loves you.
  so you go and you
  stand on your own
  and you leave on your own
  and you go home
  and you cry
  and you want to die
.

 

   dear diary,
   my teen angst bullshit
   has a body count.






she sought death
on a queen-sized bed,
&&& he had said, 
"darling, your looks can
kill, so now you're dead."





    the truth is, you
    could slit my throat,
    && with my one last
    gasping breath,
    i'd apologize for
    bleeding on your shirt.




You are a nightmare
I never want to wake up from.



Just ignore the smoke                        
  and smile~