everything is boring and my eyes always hurt.
and slept my way into regret
then I woke up and you were smiling,
now I don’t know what I want anymore." - it’s too goddamn easy to fall in love | Derek Deyling
Child of the moon,
wrap night ‘round you
like you’re bound to
be a mystery
he can’t unweave
and the morning
won’t find you
Because I’m not sure that I meant it.
And I don’t want to write things that I don’t actually feel. That piece isn’t true for me right now, but that doesn’t mean it can’t be true for someone.
Everything seems so simple when you’re drunk. There’s a sugary crystal haze over it all.
It’s quite nice.
Seeing people’s behavior when they meet celebrities is genuinely terrifying.
When I met your parents it all went bad
after I told your father the best meal I’ve had
was not your mother’s chicken innards
but his daughter for breakfast, lunch, and dinner
mom choked on the peas, your brother stared
father wiped his mouth, with temper flared
"Now son," he growled, "be careful what you say
most cannibal jokes aren’t in good taste anyway.”
I wrote you a fairytale and you made me the villain.
Alright, you might be cursed,
but it’s not because I didn’t fit into the suit of
shining armor you imagined I’d wear.
Heroes always have help,
but don’t you dare bring up magic.
The taxi I rode home alone last night never changed into a carriage.
Did you expect a glowing godmother to appear?
Did you expect an enchanted wand to wave our issues under the rug?
Someone cleans those things you know,
and they’re tired of picking up after pampered princesses.
And so am I." - "no I don’t know where your fucking glass slipper is" | Derek Deyling