March 2007
.....The next time I'll see you, you'll turn away. I'll say hello but you'll keep on walking.. If I could, I'd only wanna make you smile..
it hurts you know, fucking badly
sometimes I get so wierd, I even freak myself out. I laugh myself to sleep, it's my lullaby.
I wanna scream it makes me feel alive..
Is it enough to love?
Is it enough to breathe?
somebody rip