Jul 31, 2006 00:24
it's nights like tonight that'll never let me move on. I have no idea why I like him. We bearly even talk, and when we do it's short. it's crazy and stupid but it doesn't go away.
it's nights like tonight that I want to sneek into the large ensemble room and take my North Texas hoodie and fall asleep on his shoulder. random? heck yes. you really care? nah.
Just so fucking empty it hurts to breathe and I can't do anything about it.
Gunna go cry your eyes out Celina? maybe. Unless it hurts too much to cry.