Tuesday, August 01, 2006
i was there
she was sweet
i was weak
she was there just for me.
we hold hands. down the streets.
we were young.
we were wrong.
we were fine all along.
how could we,
just carry on.
who knows we'll meet head on the otherside.
[[ It makes me sick (I'm alright) ]]
[[ i'll wait for it to come ]]
[[ suffer a blow. ]]
PROFILE
faliq
.|.the.|.heart.|.broken.|.
.|.age.|.Sweet 16....
.|.d/o/b.|. remember remember.. the 1st of november...
.|.sign.|.scorpio
.|.autobiography.|.
.|.love.|.music, Drums, Snare, movies, nature, Blue, red, purple, white, black, Burple, shoes, friends, art, reading, Percussion, floorball, rock climbing.
.|.hate.|.dumbasses, jackasses, boundaries, being told what to do, people who brag about themselves constantly, mean people, cicadas -shudder-, Critising and those who pick on the weak....
.|.currently.|.
-talking to: nobody
-listening to: And then i turned seven. *
-watching: the world going by me....
-thinking:
abt life.
-wanting: the best
-iming: nobody
-surfing: the usuall.
-obsessing: music, percussion, cameras.
-wants: nothing.