nightmoves.

l a p s e .
Now I've dodged your questions so much,
I don't possess the strength to answer straight
And no, I'm not afraid, at least not to die.
I'm afraid to live, and not remember why.

Sweet chemical indifference, I can't stop, can't change the evident
Predisposed to perpetual sickness, I refuse to let you all be witness
Make sure the needle is clean when you let me go back to sleep
And situate the piece of the picture underneath my fingers,
It protects me in my dreams
nightmoves.

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Seventeen, female, United Kingdom.
I'm proud to be from Yorkshire. We're a bunch of losers, but at the same time, we're legends.
I'm a proud Harry Potter nerd. I'll eventually convince myself the books are real. ::shifty:
Ben Barnes, David Tennant and people who don't know they're gorgeous are yummy scrummy.
Billie Joe Armstrong has the ability to reduce me to a screaming, dribbling fan girl.
I'm ashamed of that fact.
Heroes, Hollyoaks, The I.T Crowd and Flashforward. ::file:
I love writing, but I'm dreadful at it sometimes.
I met one of my best friends in the world because of writing bad fan fiction.
I love to chat about anything and everything.

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