Until they hang by their necks

Jan 22, 2006 12:06

Drama always.

It likes to tear me up and wear me down.

But in the mist of that, there's always something.. or someone to make it better.
Just when I've finally had enough, there's always something to keep me from falling.

Its a horrendous cycle.

Breaking point.
reconstruction.
Happy.
Crushed.
Repeat.

Everytime I fool myself into believing it will some how be different.

This time is no exception.
Let the happiness commense.

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