| just a throwback. let me know if i should come back to xanga.
122805 running and running with no where to go my heart is heavy and my breathe is slow my head says no more you aren't ready but from the start i knew this pace was as steady as the look on my face as i decide to smile to hide all this pain it's sunny outside but inside me it's raining it's the same old bullshit who knew it would always be here it won't let me forget about shit that used to be dear to me but now it's all so clear to me how that shit is now unreal to me how could i not see all the bullshit it now appears to be the lies and things he said to me were merely ways for him to bed me and i was so blind to the kindness in his voice because it's what i've been wanting to hear by choice and now it's haunting me how i could let such stupidity take control of me to let go of myself so loosely and then know and realize that the things i've done have lead to the demise of my truly loving heart i promised myself i would guard myself and i wouldn't fall apart but now i see that to accomplish that is hard and i'm tired of working toward something so impossibly out of reach no more miss nice, now forever a bitch.. |
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| if u haven't noticed. xanga is dead.. and myspace lives  |
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| i've died inside because life just isnt worth living.. |
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| Here's to making out, pulling out, passing out and testing negative! Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired!   |
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