Listening to: katie come true - son, ambulance
Feeling: helpless
fuck fuck fuck
another scar scratched open
scratched open about a month ago
and wont go away
what the fuck
cani get a god damned timpani roll to start this god damned song....
for all you god damned people
let's not shit ourselves
i love you....
i can't stop thinking about you...
and i know you'll never read this
never know this exists..
starting to wonder if you know i exist anymore...
it's only been 3 years since we've known eachother.
does he kiss your eyelids in the morning when you start to raise your head....
i love you far too much...
worried you smoke to many cigarettes... is he coughing now on a bathroom floor??
eternally...
and we plotted out my death...
you are my sunshine.. my only sunshine....
you make me happy... WHAT!!!!???????
i kissed a girl with a broken jaw that her father gave to her. she had eyes bright enough to burn me there.. reminded me of yours....
it rolls like thunder clapped under our hands....
it stretched for centurys to a diary entry's end....
the clocks heart it hangs inside it's broken chest with hands stretched towards the calender hanging itself...
where i was layed.....
i love you...
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