he was so right.
nowhere to write.
nothing to write.
well, somethings to write. but not here. maybe on that peach chalkboard of yours. but not here.
one
two
three
(in no particular order)
are all breaking my heart.
oh, it will all fall apart again. it always does. but for now im content to spend the night at home, with nothing but images. and an empty stomach.
since when was that lifestyle glamorous to me? im surprised at the tension.
new - no doubt.
need you like water in my lungs.
i dont need you at all.
but i think youd be proud.
saving him is not an option.
although im craving it.
haha. hooray.
nothing to write.
well, somethings to write. but not here. maybe on that peach chalkboard of yours. but not here.
one
two
three
(in no particular order)
are all breaking my heart.
oh, it will all fall apart again. it always does. but for now im content to spend the night at home, with nothing but images. and an empty stomach.
since when was that lifestyle glamorous to me? im surprised at the tension.
new - no doubt.
need you like water in my lungs.
i dont need you at all.
but i think youd be proud.
saving him is not an option.
although im craving it.
haha. hooray.