Wednesday, 9 September 2009

New Perspective.

I feel the salty waves come in. I feel them crash against my skin and I smile as I respire because I know they'll never win. There's a haze above my TV that changes everything I see and maybe if I continue watching I'll lose the traits that worry me. Can we fast-forward to go down on me? Stop there and let me correct it I wanna live a life from a new perspective. You come along because I love your face and I'll admire your expensive taste and who cares divine intervention, I wanna be praised from a new perspective but leaving now would be a good idea, so catch me up on getting out of here.
-Panic At The Disco ♥

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