Only updating so a certain person deathdragon will stop complaining about me never updating, even though I do it like once a week..... ========================================================================================== I’ll just let this go and let my tongue out for a night to release everything that has been caught on it’s tip. And to begin we'd have to go back to a guy that meant the world, that held the rope above my head and slowed, picked away teasingly with his scissors. So sweet to the eye but always hiding behind this new disguise, coming back each time with new apology lines. And what fun is anything without a game? The one where you take the girl and make her think she’s all and everything you’d ever want. Then least expectingly take her heart and proceed to cut pieces down in size. You could start with names and call her everything in the book, then move along to giving other girls the look until you’re left with the prize, there’s no more heart to cut down in size. And he was the only one who knew how to make me feel like this, like I just swallowed my own fist. Like the whole world just ended and exploded in the pits of my stomach until I couldn’t move anymore but to turn my head on my pillow and pull the covers over my head. With my heart in my hand I’m afraid I might fall and crush it all. And what’s left but a broken girl with nothing left to feel but the burning gaps he blew out of me. But I can fight back, at least I’ve thought to think that thought a thousand times before. So this time I think I might believe myself, put this past on my shelf and forget about all the things he used to say to make those gray days seem all the brighter.. but don’t think about that, just about this. I never learn from my mistakes, one guy is all it takes. “booom boom” and aside from my heart, he just exercises his fingers on the trigger. “holy shit, I’m dead again.” So come monday I try to move on... come next week we’ll see where tuesday goes... and behind the facts, is that my game is back. So I fall again for a boy, trying once more to take this whirl...always coming back to thoughts of.... love- haha! It’s a bullet that blows you away in more ways than one ======= edit ======= I miss my taryn =( Yes she is mine and I own her. *goes nd cries*