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Hello darkness my old friend... I've come to talk with you again...
It is my fault, and I can't help feeling bad about it. There's nothing I can do, and that's what hurts.
Who cares cause the air is free?
I changed a certain post of mine below. If you'd take the time to notice...
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may
My dad called last night for no purpose but to show me how little he cares about me.
This time, you dug yourself an anchor, too heavy to move ahead with.
I gave up on it. It wasn't for me, but I also feel that it's due to my insecurities. I give up on a lot of things, it appears.
There's blood on the moon as we plan our escape.
Everyone's been having a shitty March Break. I myself up to this point have only left the house for any length of time twice.
She feels it die, I heard her cry.
I'm so happy. It shows, doesn't it?
I remember falling...
I'm giving away my organs. I don't need them.
And I am mine...
last modified Mar 19, 2004 at 10:01
*hugs*... I don't know what else I can do...If there is anything, tell me.
Love you
Read my latest post on my weblog, maybe itll help you out bro, best of luck peace out
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