My exes are: Psychotic, dead-beats, dying, nerds, drug addicts.
Maybe I should: Sell my soul for some words of change.
I love: loving. It's good when your dick's made of wood.
I lose: my virginity. my hope, confidance. my friends. my family.
People say I: I don't know what they say about me. I'm never there.
Love: I believe in it when I'm high.
I will always: FUck things up somehow, someway
Forever seems: to be an image. What makes anyone tick? Besides from their pricks?
I never want to: Go on.
When I wake up every morning I: Wish I was baked.
I get annoyed when: emotions are melodramatic.
Parties are: Fucking lame, unless you like the people there.
My dog is: fragile.
Kisses are the best when: They're passionate.
Kisses are the worst when: Never.
Today I: attempted homework.
Tommorow: WILL BE SOBER 8'(
I really want: to be in a relationship.
I really need: to be with you.
how are u?
im elissa.
so wuts up?
**elissa**
[breakingpoint]