a bullet through the heart </3

if you marry me,
would you bury me?
would you carry me to the end?

[so say goodbye] to the vows you take
[and say goodbye] to the life you make
[and say goodbye] to the heart you break
and all the cyanide you drank.

Sunday, August 21, 2005

am i so sad that im happy? so such thing rite? just as i thought. so that means im crazy... sigh.

dont noe wat to do.. up at my computer. looking so glum. i can use the com much. i have (egg-ma-stiz-zim) i tink. i havent gone for the eye check up. i dont like specs. i just dont like the feel. hate it.

stap = steph... sorie bout that. but it relie does sound better.its 1:42. dont have much to talk abt. its alwaes the same. if only something exciting happens.

just that my dreams die all the time... and i cant live them up again. its hard. u wont understand.

didnt do much...
well enuff shit about me

[[ my eyes! ]]
[[ the so called emo? ]]
[[ so pain. so hurt. ]]

talk to da MAN

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