Tuesday, April 29, 2008
This is me
..trying to work out the way your skin should know me, to come to terms with what this feels like. I know for sure just what it seems like, but I'm telling you now, if I were true, I'd stay a million miles away from you.It's not even just about that mess..it's a whole mess of messes up in one nest. And I'm sorry in advance; I'm not quite sure of what I'm doing all this for and I can't see where I'll end up, anymore.
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Thursday, April 24, 2008
Mock what?
Maybe the only real cure for total social retardation is one too many spirits in an ice cold blend.|
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Cut for convenience
... I love how worked up I get, over you, every Nationals. I hate how worked up I get, over you, every Nationals. I love your "just right" height. I hate your "not right" age. I love your profile. I love that nose. I love that I'm older and I can make gago to death. I hate that I'm older and I can't seriously like you. I hate your girl, or girlfriend, I just do. I love that I get wide-eyed and tongue-tied when your friends pass the phone to you. I hate that I'm too wide-eyed and tongue-tied to speak, so I pass it on to someone else, too.HDs are awesome, pedos are cool (;
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