Friday, November 10, 2006
no it isn't
i listen to you talkbut talk is cheap
and my mouth is filled with blood
from trying not to speak
so search for an excuse
and someone to believe you
in foreign dressing rooms
i'm empty with the need to
let's slit our wrists and burn down something beautiful
with fading lights that lead us past the lives that we destroy
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more shopping for shoes and clothes, baskin robbins ice-cream (!!) , running with (melting) green tea ice-cream at jusco, gaming, mad laughing in the car with your brothers and counterstrike ;)
just want to thank you publically, for that long talk we had over msn and getting through this rough patch with me. get well soon, much love.
Blogged @ 12:08 a.m.




