Monday, June 1, 2009
I'm thinking of you, like i promised i would.
& i think i'm going crazy, like about to tear my hair out crazy.
scream, i know it's like the holidays and all but i'm so tired, so immensely frickin exhausted.
i wonder who actually reads this shit.
& i think i'm going crazy, like about to tear my hair out crazy.
scream, i know it's like the holidays and all but i'm so tired, so immensely frickin exhausted.
i wonder who actually reads this shit.
Lips
It's 1 am and I'm sitting here.
Our msn-convo box is still open. I want to keep these little notes forever, I've missed this side of you, but your mom doesn't like me. So now what?
I treasure you, alot. Still remember those nights we were on the phone talking about our futures. We were young, still are young, just makes me wonder how long this will last.
Lips of an angel.
Our msn-convo box is still open. I want to keep these little notes forever, I've missed this side of you, but your mom doesn't like me. So now what?
I treasure you, alot. Still remember those nights we were on the phone talking about our futures. We were young, still are young, just makes me wonder how long this will last.
Lips of an angel.
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