July
August 2009
jag och klikken drar till turkiet! :D
Det kallas tvivel, det där som stör Det kallas för en klump i magen och ett konstigt humör och jag ser hur du tänker på nåt hur du längtar dig bort som en fågel i bur En obehaglig distans en
The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time I am here still waiting though i still have my doubts I am damaged at best, like you've al
my heart, it don't beat, it don't beat the way it used to. and my eyes, they don't see you no more. and my lips, they don't kiss, they don't kiss the way they used to, and my eyes don't recognize you
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I can't tolerate the feelings that I feel when I feel. But don't you know? Some feelings never seem to let go.
the truth is you could slit my throat, and with my one last gasping breath.. i'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt
One thing I truly knew - knew it in the pit of my stomach, in the center of my bones, knew it from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet, knew it deep in my empty chest - was how love gave some
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