❝ im not the only kid who grew up this way. surrounded by people who used to say that rhyme, as if sticks and stones hurt more than the names we got called- and we got called them all. we grew up beleiving that no one would fall in love with us. that we'd be lonely- forever. that we'd never meet someone to make us feel the sun was something they built for us in their tool shed. so broken heart strings bled the blues as we tried to empty ourselves so we would feel nothing- don't tell me that hurts less than a broken bone. ❞
-TO THIS DAY
by: Shane Koyczan.
(go fucking listen to this ASAP, 10/10 recommend. makes me cry, every fucking time).
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bones
Randomi wrote this when i thought love was the look in his eyes rather than mine.
