ThePVAGlue

Things You Don't Know 2: "I Don't Understand" I understand. Being you. It must suck. No, I understand, I really do. Having all those people being attracted t you. Having all those people wanting you. Having all those people wanting to do that with you. Having all those people. It makes you feel little to have so much more. I understand, honestly. It's no big thing for you. For them. For so many people. So why should it be a big thing for me? Why should I worry? Why should I care? But then when do I worry? When do I care? When I'm 19? That's only months away. When I'm 20? That's only a year. And the way I'm going I'll be g

Casanova, Casanova He wore a gold paper crown And it peeled away as he push you down because the Casanovas of this world Settle away and leave you as the remains of the day The saddest things won't be spoken of You'll keep them hidden in The saddest things go mute So you can keep them in until you've become a part of the saddest thing Casanova, Casanova I'm waiting for you boy Because I know Casanova, Casanova That you'll stop messing around And find your way to me and Casanova, Casanova We will be The saddest things won't leave your heart Is Casanova on his way? The saddest things leave you bare Will that date ever b

Things You Don't Know: "Never Called Me Cute Again" There's a girl in my play. She's younger than me. She is always calling me cute because of the way I act. All funny and loose. Over the top. She thinks it's funny so she calls me cute. And I hate her for it. I don't hate her. She is an amazing person and a great friend. But I wish she wouldn't call me cute again. There was a boy. The very first boy who ever liked me. He used to call me cute. I always told him to stop. That I didn't like it. I loved it. And he'd just say it again and smile. Because I think he knew. I liked him a lot. I even came out for him. He broke my h

It was like a moment trapped in time. I remember it dragging, slower and slower, stretching out. Like it was set on defying all the time, all the gravity that tried to move it. Tried to destroy it. Tried to better it. Like all those things that bettered me. That moved me. That destroyed me. And like those things to me, it won out too. It was like a moment stuck in transit. Never ending, never starting, but looping in our minds. Everything runnning together, joining together, breaking apart together. All the questions and all the aswers. All the actions and all the reactions. Everything that seemed to make sense tumbled together until it was

He was wrong when I believed him, and he was right when they said it couldn't be true. When I told him it couldn't be done, he said "Watch me, because that's just what I'll do!" So he jumped and he reached and he touched the sky. He cried to the world and every corner heard him cry. You don't need....