Status: Completed.
Us At Best.
I guess you could call us a typical relationship, we probably weren't. But we didn't call that out, we didn't make a scene. I met him how any other teenagers could meet. I loved him, with all I had, the feelings mutual. We were the perfect match, we wanted the same things, we knew the same things. And that meant not too much. Just each other. Without plans, we just go day by day. Intoxicated at best. I wasn't like other girls, I didn't plan the perfect wedding, the perfect days out. Our perfect to anyone else was twisted upside down and completely opposite. But somehow you could ruin us at best.
- Stereotypical At Best.
- Don't You Threaten Me With A Good Time.
- Baby, Stay Away From My Friends.
- Am I The Trigger Of Your Gun?
- This Is My Imagination.
- Don't You Try To Blame This On Me.
- I'm Tired Of Holding Up Your Back-Up Plans.
- I Leave You Hurting Every Night.
- Close My Eyes And Take A Breath Real Slow.
- I Only Meant To Do This To Myself, Part 1.
- I Only Meant To Do This To Myself, Part 2.
- Scaring The Thought Of Kissing Razors.
- Without You There Is No Me.
- Forget Regret.
- Can We Loose Our Minds, And Call It Love?
- To Live In Love.
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Authors Note.
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Epilogue; The Boy Who Could Fly.
Please read authors note! - Authors Note.