May 2009
3 posts
Dont meddle with her heart,
Meddle with her mind. spent all night last night heaving. i think it was probly a physical manifestation of grief from the funeral. Our bodies are so tricky like that. Either that or the Ambian. Who knows such things.
No Body Cares Anyway
if you play the painted lady. I cant believe im awake this early for a j-o-b. Family member is dying. Having issues with close friends. & all i can think about is going on a date with some attractive stranger.
i hate you
more then words, more then meanings more than anything i used to know, and i used to know so so much more than you. more than the smiles, more then the kisses, more than anything and really? really really i think you should grow up, this is about a boy who jus wont get the hint that i could be the greatest thing he has ever felt and wont give me a shot. im not sad anymore, im just bitter, cause...
