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We'll Be Okay
03:06
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It's alright to cry, I think I might as well. We're trapped inside this place, you can call it hell.
Let's run away together. Screw life now, lets make it better.
We're not insane I swear, we just need a breath of fresh air. We'll help each other through this. All these feelings feel amiss.
We're going somewhere beautiful, and we'll be okay there. We'll comfortably sit, and just talk and stare.
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Headed to the Park
03:30
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I speak in slurred words, talk too quietly, can't speak my mind, so I'll just sing it. I'm all alone now, can't tell you just how I am hurting, so I'll die alone. I'm often times uncomfortable around other people. They probably share the feeling. I wouldn't blame them.
But it's okay though, time to let go, of your worries, let's just sing now.
So we went out, out in the world and drove away from, away from it all. We know we have to go back to it soon, but now we don't care, we're blasting our music.
I live like I'm by myself, can't feel together. It brings me so low, its how I am now. It's hard to accept the way things are. It hurts to figure out I'm not important. I've suddenly realized, I'm not so well inside. I feel weird frequently. What's wrong with me?
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February 28th
04:12
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I looked across the room at her and she was standing there so normally, but something caught my eye and to this day I can't explain what I had seen. She looked different somehow, but I couldn't put my finger on it, but I liked it. It was quite a sight to see.
It was cold outside, a winter Sunday, the sun felt good but it was hanging low. I took my camera and my jacket and walked outside with you all to the car. We went and got some drinks, drove on, and talked about our lives. And it was beautiful, in every way. I've never felt anything like it.
And I would run around the world just to feel how I did on that sweet day. Oh god I miss it so. Oh god it hurts so bad.
We went and hung out at the park and took some pictures of each other there. We stayed until it got dark, then went home, I wish it could've lasted longer. I never looked at her the same, something had changed the way I saw her. and I looked into her eyes and fell asleep.
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I can feel your arms around me in my dreams, that's how this feels, like I'm asleep. Don't wake me up, I like it here. I see you smile and my chest explodes, like fireworks inside me that I can't control. And they're beautiful, just like your smile.
I wanna go everywhere with you. Let's see the world together. Let's see Keaton Henson in England and watch him play.
I can feel my life improving when you're hugging me. The sky above is pretty just for you to see, and it hopes it brings you so much joy. I wanna make you happy because you deserve it. When you're feeling down I'll be right here for you. Just call my name, and I'll do anything.
I wanna go everywhere with you. Let's see the world together. Let's see the northern lights in Alaska and hold each other for warmth.
You said you wanna see the world someday, and then you asked me if I wanna come along, and I said yes, of course I do.
I wanna go everywhere with you. Let's see the world together. I don't care where we're going, just as long as I'm with you.
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Skinny Shakes Louisville, Kentucky
My name is Joseph but I go by Skinny Shakes because it sounds cooler. and if you want you can listen to these good ol' songs I've made.
Thanks
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