Tuesday, 15 September 2009
Wednesday, 9 September 2009
17.29
the fighter in me doesn't want me to stop hoping, the realist in me knows you're a lost cause .
this can sound as whiney as i want, because its my fucking blog...and all i'm going to say is that i'm sick of not having someone , someone who actually cares about what i have to say or think or feel , i have the best friends in the world who i can't fault, but its like not like i can shag them aswell is it ? (ugh, i don't like the word shag...)
i'm getting better though, i know what i want and i know i'm worth more than what certain
people have to offer .
Sunday, 6 September 2009
15.25
oh disposable girl, disposable girl, how you wear those blue eyes and curves so well .
i feel like im waiting for something, but im not quite sure what , but whatever it is feels so close .
closer than you and i , anyway .
Wednesday, 2 September 2009
23.36
and sleep is the only rest i get from this tattered mind .
oh, when will your hand find yourself in mine ?
18.28
i don't want you, i don't want you , i don't want you, i don't want you , i don't want you, i don't want you , i don't want you, i don't want you , i don't want you, i don't want you , i don't want you, i don't want you ,
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