the places you have come to fear the most.

Sunday, April 16, 2006

sometimes we get caught up. sometimes we get too caught up that we forget ourselves. when i told you what i told you, that was what i had in mind. i don't want to do it because i'm..polite or something. i thought it work for the best but apparently it didn't. decisions have been made and i cringe at the thought of yours. you're big so act big. you know what you're doing. i hope. oh look what you've done. what i've done. it's such a mess.

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perfect strangers when we meet. :(

not what i want. i miss with. haha. i want to be with with. no one but. yeah.

God please please pleeeease get all the pieces they're yours. PLEASE

and everything, i miss you.

1 Comments:

Blogger Faye said...

smashing pumpkins is love :(

wow. it's really been a long time since i last went here. it's still yellow. i kind of miss you han the man. haha. and your stories i thought you'd never tell me. hehe

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