I really need to be open to my parents about my smoking. Dad keeps taking my car randomly out, like for instance tonight he decided he wanted to buy me some petrol. 9pm at night? And behind my back… I asked him what he was doing with my car keys & he says nothing. I smoked two cigarettes tonight on my way home from work. Ash on the floor. Absolutely stinks of cigarette smoke. He’ll come home & go off at me. And I’ll deny it over & over again. Except this time, I left the pack in the car. How do I explain that one? Yeah I’m fucked. Fuck smoking! Wish I had never of started & I wish my parents would back off a bit. Stop snooping!!!!
I’ve waited a hundred years.
But I’d wait a million more for you.
Nothing prepared me for
What the privilege of being yours would do.
I surrender who I’ve been for who you are,
For nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart.
If I had only felt how it feels to be yours,
Well, I would have known what I’ve been living for all along.
What I’ve been living for.
Though we’re tethered to the story we must tell,
When I saw you, well, I knew we’d tell it well.
With a whisper, we will tame the vicious seas.
Like a feather bringing kingdoms to their knees.
