i love him. i can not tell right now. not untell i know how it feels to be around him. it hard sometimes when all you want is to get deep inside someone elses skin and understand them. get them. it hurts when i know i dont get him. i dont know him at all. i should. i want to know everything. why he feels the way he does. i want to feel that he can tell me anything. i know its just something he can not do is to tell others his feelings. it hurts. when he hurts i just want him to be happy. i want to be around him but not when he is unhappy because i can not understand. i just feel like there is a big wall right in front of us when he is feeling down i cant break it make me feel kind of weak i guess well i couldnt do it make it friends only. and its not because i like to get comments or get the oh i like this. because i dont. im back beacause someone might just come along and by them reading what i write it might change them some how but i did make it so only login in people can only comment so i will not get those rude people that are weak. funny faces are my hobby baby Z. oh my the long winters. i wish i could share their sound with you all. but i shall share lyircs CINNAMON i have too many stories keeping it serious some are collectors, keeping it sraight it was a hospital i was delirius i clung to the stretcher i drew them a heart two gondolas to carry us grand via was hilarious st. paul was there to marry us we lied, "we're already married!" - the long winters at this time im happy. why i dont know. that one good thing about crying in the end you become happy and noone has made you feel that way you do it on you own. positive is good negitive is bad this is said. and i didnt even hit you upside your head you knew it from the start of coming out of the woun. of a lady you never seen except for the inside. i have a GEI joe and i renamed him tommy tucker of the tuckers. he is such a swell guy. our walks in the park are like sun shine on a cold day. where you injoy the small warmth it gives off and lands on your shoulder.in this case the warmth is givin off from a pear of lips. and lands on my cheek. he laught when that cheek turns pink how sweet is that right. oh wait did i recall that he is only in my head. yeah thats the best place to keep him dont you know. OH REALLY! well pain hurt me more because im so going to kick your face in bring it on. i fight like a sissors. your like paper when are skins meet ill tare you up. shade you hate on me. and ill just but my shades on. yes yes spelling. well i got to say. i love my mistake their sweet meanings that remind me that i never learn but my writing sure shows it power even throw the mistakes and nonlearning. yeah you now my background pictures are the shit. but guess what you cant have them unless your cool like me and my hippo. PROM NIGHT AT HATER HIGH sitting there where you buried your pets Get up! we'll dig fraves for you invisible friends no i can't stand to hear another thing explained your trip to spain, your childhood pain sowont you quit talking down to your girlfriend oh i see youre not fighting youre flirting well i hop its exciting.-the long winters