I dare you to dress up like a teenage girl and start singing Reflections and start breaking stuff. - the_jedi
Me: *dresses up like teenage girl and starts singing* You didn't close the door
Left a crack open
I couldn't ignore the faint possibility
Of having hope in this insanity
That we still could be
But we're stuck floating in between
*starts breaking stuff*
Put me on the shelf; discipline myself
To let the sparks die out
Shattering anything
That has reflections of you
You
*still breaking stuff*
Our eyes were closed
With hearts open wide
Dismissed every rule to abide by
Our bodies undressed the layers of shy
Revealing the truth that was buried inside
Filled up feelings
That now are bursting at the seams
*keeps breaking stuff*
Put me on the shelf; discipline myself
To let the sparks die out
Shattering anything
That has reflections of you
You
Me: *accidentally breaks Peter's butterknife* Oh shit. I just broke his butterknife. Wait-can you even break butterknives? I don't even know, but I just did. So... *leaves*
YOU ARE READING
Ask & Dare Eric
RandomI don't want to do this tbh but everyone else is doing the ask books so... ask me.
