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half

Half of my heart wants to listen to my head, to realize how badly this can go, but the other half just doesn't care, to him it goes. I'm half in love, and half scared to death. I don't know which half of my heart has got it best.

Comfort; his arms. There's never any place more comforting that i've experienced. He just surrounds me with this warmth and there is no place i'd rather be than in his arms in that moment. He's my safety. He's my home. Is there anything more comforting than that?

event

It was the most magical event, when you and me met. It was the happiest I've ever been. That special moment between you and me, it's like I was blind and could finally see. Without that day I don't know where i'd be, I know for a fact I wouldn't have you with me. So for this event, I cherish everyday, it made me realize that you were the one who'd stay.

misty

I look out the window, or at least try to. The world outside is so misty, and i'm not sure if I want to go out. It's beautiful in a way, but in another way it's scary. I can't tell what's out there, what's waiting to jump out at me, or take me away. Or maybe I do want to go outside, maybe I could get lost and everything would be okay. I don't know, it's like the mist is in my brain, I can't think straight either.

zone

It's so blissful to find your zone. The one that you get in and it's just like all these words are flowing freely to your mind, and you just write and write and it all comes out perfectly.. It's like being at home. It is your home. It's your zone, where all your ideas can come out and create something amazing.

want

I want him. All of him. His heart. His mind. His soul. I want him to want me. He's everything I want, can't I be everything he wants? Want. Crave. Need. It's all the same with him. He's my definition to the word want. I couldn't think of anything I want more. Is wanting selfish? Probably. But I still want.

banks

They control us, our money, our lives. We are lost without them. We are happier without them. We like them. We hate them. They help us, and hurt us. They manage our lives without us realizing it half the time. They are on our side. They aren't on our side. Our friends, or are foes? It goes unknown. It depends on who you are, and what you do, I guess.

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I wrote about want
“I want him. All of him. His heart. His mind. His soul. I want him to want me. He's everything I want, can't I be everything he wants? Want. Crave. Need. It's all the same with him. He's my definition…”

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