thats how strong my love is
ill listen to yours, and ill laugh, ill look at the ground and count to ten.later ill look back up and hope the subjects changed. mines fucked up, but i wont talk about it. ill just wait for the perfect denominator, shift my weight, run it around until im so sick i cant feel it anymore.
you write in codes on purpose, doll up your sentences in scarves and big black sunglasses, and then get offended anyway when people dont know what the fuck youre talking about. how obnoxious.
i havent had any urge to write here,
on account of the fact ive been keeping a REAL diary. but now thats officially fucked, im back,and it does feel strange. like walking backwards: familiar, but unusual and not quite worthwhile.
you write in codes on purpose, doll up your sentences in scarves and big black sunglasses, and then get offended anyway when people dont know what the fuck youre talking about. how obnoxious.
i havent had any urge to write here,
on account of the fact ive been keeping a REAL diary. but now thats officially fucked, im back,and it does feel strange. like walking backwards: familiar, but unusual and not quite worthwhile.