Saturday, March 29, 2008
Friday, March 21, 2008
Winter wonderland.
I'm frozen in this winter wonder land, I can't melt myself and appear in your reality again.
Writeing with smoked stained finger tips; i've become so amune to this feeling.
Jumping from world to world, I only find more confusion from inside of myself.
I can't hide or stay still, I need to keep moving to keep myself from getting hurt.
Friday, March 14, 2008
So in love.
Winter when you come, hold my hand.
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Saturday, March 8, 2008
I want crystle rock colored dresses.
Not knowing peoples secrets frustrates the vains in my throbbing head, I want to know every inch about everyone without them knowing that I know, or even want to...
I have secrets stuffed so far down my throat that they'll never come out.
I just want to cough up a big hair ball of secrets for you and tell you everything, but it hurt's my body to write or even think them, so i won't.
I've had the same three best friend's for over 3 years now, I'm so scared of letting anyone else know thing's about me.People think they know but they don't, they just like to pretend like me.
I have secrets stuffed so far down my throat that they'll never come out.
I just want to cough up a big hair ball of secrets for you and tell you everything, but it hurt's my body to write or even think them, so i won't.
I've had the same three best friend's for over 3 years now, I'm so scared of letting anyone else know thing's about me.People think they know but they don't, they just like to pretend like me.
Friday, March 7, 2008
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Saturday, March 1, 2008
Decay.
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