Was hoping this would turn into a full song lol

Wowzasssss You wanna see some naked dudes  if you want that then look at yourself on sunday morn you will see to acorns a stick and hair it will make you wish you weren't even born

Blink 182


You said you needed space, I gave plenty of it
Turns out you meant the kind without me in it
Now I'm sitting here with frostbite on my feelings
And a freezer full of dinners made for two

The thermostat's at seventy but I'm still shivering
Your side of the bed hasn't been touched in weeks
I tried to warm you up but you were like an icicle 
Turns out love can't thaw your heart any more

I went looking for your heat
Found nothing but the chill
Your heart was winter
And winter always kills

Cold heart, cold shoulder, cold feet
You left me stranded in the snow
Cold heart, the ice queen on her throne
Should've seen it coming, should've known
You're cold-blooded, cold as stone
Cold heart, now I'm sleeping alone

You kissed me goodbye like it meant nothing
Left me frozen and numb from head to toe
It’s been a year but I’m still a block of ice
Hit me with a pick and I’ll shatter in one go

My friends say that I'm better off, that you were cruel
That loving you was like loving a blizzard
But I miss the cold comfort of your touch
Even if it didn’t warm me up too much

I went looking for your heat
Found nothing but the chill
Your heart was winter
And winter always kills

Cold heart, cold shoulder, cold feet
You left me stranded in the snow
Cold heart, the ice queen on her throne
Should've seen it coming, should've known
You're cold-blooded, cold as stone
Cold heart, now I'm sleeping alone


Cold (As Stone)

“GHOST IN THE BACKROAD” — STORY

The ghost isn’t dead.
It’s unfinished.

Every mile Mayzon Jard drives, it rides shotgun—
headlights flickering through memory,
dust trails spelling out the names of roads he never escaped.

This ghost is every version of him that didn’t make it out clean.
The nights he chose responsibility over relief.
The dreams he buried so others could keep theirs.

Backroads don’t forget.
They loop.

In this chapter, Mayzon stops pretending the past is behind him.
The ghost doesn’t chase him—it guides him.
A warning. A witness. A reminder of what survival cost.

By the end, the engine keeps running,
but the rearview mirror finally tells the truth:

You can’t outrun what made you.
You can only drive forward with it.

Built This Pool

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