im done with love..
i dont want to be loved again..because all it gets you is pain and the memory of the one who loved you never fades..and it sucks..i just want to stick with the plan..the plan i made when i was hurt last time..ya know the one where i want to be live in a house filled with cats....with liz. we will wear curlers..drink chocolate milk..and have matching pink houserobes..and we would listen to ricky martin all day.i want to die alone..buried next to my dear liza who is the only one who is allowed to love me..because she would never hurt me. ever. we would live in canada..away from this retarded country..and we would live happily ever after.....
i think....