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Kevin Adam Flores. 21. Texas. Writer. Photographer. Filmmaker. Playlist creator. Eater. Sleeper. Loserkid.

avocadodaydream:

I’ve been watching the tide day in and day out.

Hoping, maybe, the current would lead me straight to you.

And as the waves crashed onto the shore, you’d crash into my arms. 

(via avocadodaydream)


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— 4 days ago with 5 notes
"Am I Dead Already?"

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I arrive at the empty graveyard
To visit my entombed for regards
They haven’t been seen for years
But I continue to toast them cheers
'Cause sometimes only they understand me
I can relate since they’re dead and lonely
Just like me inside where I feel deceased
I spiritually connect to them to find peace

Am I dead already?

The only difference between us is endless pain
The more I want you, the more you hurt me in vain
I don’t know if you’ve ever smelled iron in your blood
But I’m also tired of falling in the filthy mud
Yet the more it was real, the more it mattered
I scavenged all my pieces you had scattered
I solely reattached my skin, flesh, and bones
In a neighborhood full of tombstones

I know you broke me
But you still stoke me
Honestly, I’ve kept you hidden
With everything that should be forbidden
The truth is I still love you and I always will
I don’t mind keep on running up your hill
When I think of you, dear, I ignore our goodbye
If I can’t have you here, I just want to die

Am I dead already?

Once I get a taste of you, I can be lethally atomic
Like trying to take whiskey away from an alcoholic
I’ll always need you more than any other
Because you were my very first lover
You’re my best friend and my soulmate
Please me, please, so we can alter fate
You promised if not now, when we are old
It’s too late for the dead, not for the living bold

A person, a thing, a life, a love
Can disappear instantly, never enough
Even with lost love and found hope
I’m still human allowed to mope
There’s no such thing as just happy or sad anymore
Existence is too much or little, bittersweet galore
Hearts enter and exit war
But still crave the best, the good I’m waiting for

I can stay awake at night and rest asleep with dawn
Forgiveness cancels out right and wrong
Only happiness counts independently and shared
We’re finally our old selves who truly cared
If you can’t give me a forever in the end
Let’s try to see if we’ll be better together again
Maybe we’re not seeking a tangible future but an answer
So everything can make sense like the previous chapter

Am I dead already?
Or am I barely breathing?
Am I dead already?
Or am I barely breathing?
Am I dead already?
Or am I barely breathing?
Am I dead already?
Or am I barely breathing?
Am I dead already?
Or am I barely breathing?
Am I dead already?
Or am I barely breathing?

Does life have a meaning?

Am I barely beginning to breathe?


blink me
— 1 week ago with 1 note
#dead  #lost love  #pain  #love  #graveyard  #breathe  #life  #hope  #infinite hope  #existence  #heart  #forgiveness  #song  #lyrics  #poetry  #spilled ink  #writing  #emo 
Bus

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Americana is not Greyhound.

People come and go like life,
Attached to the waiting random.

The road feels longer,
Relief of excretion and sanitation,
Home spreads everywhere.

Sitting strangers are stories,
Riding by unknown sceneries,
Thinking about their hometown,
Wondering if they will reach their destination on time.

Earphone music connects memories to a person so vividly,
It feels like a new chapter in my life,
Bookmark the important ones with parts of me,
It feels like I’m departing,
From something small to somewhere big.

It’s
already
an adventure
once     the      first
step          is         made
with                               you.


blink me
— 1 week ago
#bus  #greyhound  #life  #home  #adventure  #memories  #destiny  #music  #hope  #poetry  #spilled ink  #writing 
sleepy-eyes-and-boney-knees:

YourGraduation//ModernBaseball
There I said it I guess I’ll talk to you in a few monthsSitting drunk on the sidewalkI guess I’ll get upI guess I’ll go for a walkPress my shoes against the pavementI swear this has got to be the hundredthTime I’ve thought of you tonight

You weren’t the only onewho thought of us that wayI spend most nights awakeWide awakeI never thought that IOh I would see the dayWhere I’d just let you goLet you walk away
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sleepy-eyes-and-boney-knees:

YourGraduation//ModernBaseball

There I said it I guess I’ll talk to you in a few months
Sitting drunk on the sidewalk
I guess I’ll get up
I guess I’ll go for a walk
Press my shoes against the pavement
I swear this has got to be the hundredth
Time I’ve thought of you tonight

You weren’t the only one
who thought of us that way
I spend most nights awake
Wide awake

I never thought that I
Oh I would see the day
Where I’d just let you go
Let you walk away

— 1 week ago with 10719 notes

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So happy to be listening to these albums released today (July 22nd) on repeat! They’re amazingly awesome as usual.

— 1 week ago with 5 notes
#real friends  #joyce manor  #maybe this place is the same and we're just changing  #never hungover again  #pop punk  #revival  #my stuff 
"It’s all too much and not enough at the same time."

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Jack Kerouac (via irefusetobesilenced)

(via psychfeel)

— 1 week ago with 117 notes