niah:

And it is true what you said
That I live like a hermit in my own head
But when the sun shines again
I'll pull the curtains and blinds to let the light in.

Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
But while you debate half empty or half full
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown.

my name is niah. im fourteen. taken. married. befriended. australian. awesome. loved. lover. hugger. dancer. lonesome. writer. crazy.

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