I'm lost.
I want to burn your arm with a cigarette to hear you cry, just so i can help you. The smell of alcohol is distressing. Don't come to me reeking of it.
Punch, slap, poke, tickle, laugh--<3
It's a nectarine, not a peach love. The thought counts.
Call me, I’ll come to you--do the same for me.
This hemp string smells odd.
"Here we are in the center of the first world; I choose love."
Be the music I drive to-loud and attentive. I feel you-the bass is good.
"I've got you on my mind-all of the time, I can't let go."
I'm really enjoying my life...
The ground is wet, it smells good.
I'm curious to know what it tastes like... [No thank you]
In a sense, I'm kind of nervous to learn more about myself--what if it's something bad?
You're the heroin that flows through my veins-so powerful... my heartbeat accelerates.
People will eventually figure out I do drugs-you are my drug of choice.
It's all built up inside-that's why I cried/will cry.
I am, for some odd reason, quite patient with you. Every moment I wait, I become more excited. Just don't make me wait for nothing.
You're gone for good, I'm saddened by this.. I can't eat your products.
There's a part of you in my room.
Brewed tea. Sweet. Synthesizers. Fluorescent light bulbs. Broken CD. Prescription drugs.
He's gone; you've drowned him out of my mind. Trust me.
I overreact to the simplest things.
That was inappropriate. Fix the damage. Or I'll fix you. Self corruption.
I want to be someone's bad influence.
I discriminate music--iPod worthy?
Why is there so much noise outside? It sounds like explosions..
Did you hear that? In the closet..? It's silence. It sounds nice.
I feel like digging a hole, perhaps I'll discover something..
I can find a portal to another dimension. Take me away; come with me Mario.
One day I'll attend your school-it's one of my main goals in life.
I'm going to set up a wireless network so you can use your iPod Touch when you come over. Just for you.
My negativity horrifies me. So please, shut up.
It burns inside..
The one you really want to keep ever so badly. Forgive him for getting upset, he has the right to. The future is brighter than the sun with him... Water the tree, so new leaves can grow.
I'm sure I can do it; I need a boost.
Giving up is lame-I won't... Will you?
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