

pleaI'm enjoying this way too much I don't wanna have to give this up so all i ask is that u do me right forget the lies don't waste my time you can be so complicatedplea
I can't say I'm easy to live with but at least you can say
you know I'm trying so please, don't play with my mind if you say you wanna stay
I want you to
so when you speak make sure what you say is the truth I'm sick of hoping things will turn out good can't you show me
I didn't hope in vain
just let me know
that this is worth it
gi


your dirty little secretsI don't want you back I just can't exceptyour dirty little secrets
the way you had to end it to say that you just led me on; you aren't that good a fake
I felt tricked and useless unwanted and abandoned and you said nothing
told me you felt different
while you told my friends you made a mistake... like they'd ever keep secrets from me
when will you realize... I see right through you so keep your dirty little secrets just dont act like I don't know too


my facademy grey and empty hide away inside me I let the tears that wouldnt leave me build a cage around my weakest pieces my soul is broken my trust rubbed raw and ragged my faith in love...not what it wasmy facade
I can't bear for you to see all these parts I don't want; all these things I wish weren't part of me
so much to tell but no good way to say it scared to death of the after effect; still afraid of more pain
I've bled too much to bleed again terrified of being happy.. there are too many ways to take it from me


Blue Eyed ManI know a man with eyes of blue his soul torn and ripped his moods askew O if I only I knew what to do To help my dear old friend. He screams and criesBlue Eyed Man
As his stomach aches It feels a fire he begins to quake ripped by vicious butterflies With wings made of filet knives. His moods swing Like a pendulum One minute depressive The next numb If only he could overcome Being pushed down by bi-polar's thumb.
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"Why are you in my Jeep?!?!?!?!?!" - Chris
"Why does your chicken have a pocket?" - Trivy
"That's it's wing." - Paish
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No matter what I say, don't forget I'm blond...
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i like pleasure spiked with pain..music is my aeroplane
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Hoarse Industrial Viremia
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i like pleasure spiked with pain..music is my aeroplane
That message I sent in December..and I really don't know why I did it. Or what it means. <<
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