I won't let this build up inside of me....
♥ It pisses me the fuck off-- the fact that you know I could've made you 100x's happier than you are. Do you purposely try to fuck with me because it sure seems that way. It's pathetic-- really-- it makes me sick to my stomach. Stupid you. Is it so wrong that it feels nice to know that I'm sooooo happy with Josh and you're stuck in that same situation again--lonely -- knowing that it could've been you that was this happy with me? Still, fuck you 30 times over.(WHEW! I had to get that little rant out.)
♥ I haven't written in sooo long and I really don't have time to do it right now... but here goes nothing. I've been working--alot! I've been pretty sick lately.I'm still with Josh and it's amazing. That man is fucking amazing. He's so beautiful and everything, my everything. I haven't been this happy ever in my life.My life is really good right now. I was supposed to see Rufus Wainwright with Shelley and Steve but than I almost died so I couldn't. I'm gonna try to start writing more..
She seemed dressed in all of me,
stretched across my shame.
All the torments and the pain,
leak through and covered me.
I’d do anything to have her to myself,
just to have her for myself.
Now I don’t know what to do,
I don’t know what to do
When she makes me sad.
She is everything to me, the unrequited dream,
the song that no one sings, the unattainable.
She’s a myth that I have to believe in,
all I need to make it real is one more reason.
I don’t know what to do,
I don’t know what to do
When she makes me sad.
But I won’t let this build up inside of me,
I won’t let this build up inside of me,
I won’t let this build up inside of me,
I won't let this build up inside of me.
A catch in my throat,
Choke,
Torn into pieces,
I won’t,
no,
I don’t want to be this,
But I won’t let this build up inside of me,
I won’t let this build up inside of me,
I won’t let this build up inside of me,
I won't let this build up inside of me.
She isn’t real,
I can’t make her real.
She isn't real,
I can't make her real.
♥ I haven't written in sooo long and I really don't have time to do it right now... but here goes nothing. I've been working--alot! I've been pretty sick lately.I'm still with Josh and it's amazing. That man is fucking amazing. He's so beautiful and everything, my everything. I haven't been this happy ever in my life.My life is really good right now. I was supposed to see Rufus Wainwright with Shelley and Steve but than I almost died so I couldn't. I'm gonna try to start writing more..
She seemed dressed in all of me,
stretched across my shame.
All the torments and the pain,
leak through and covered me.
I’d do anything to have her to myself,
just to have her for myself.
Now I don’t know what to do,
I don’t know what to do
When she makes me sad.
She is everything to me, the unrequited dream,
the song that no one sings, the unattainable.
She’s a myth that I have to believe in,
all I need to make it real is one more reason.
I don’t know what to do,
I don’t know what to do
When she makes me sad.
But I won’t let this build up inside of me,
I won’t let this build up inside of me,
I won’t let this build up inside of me,
I won't let this build up inside of me.
A catch in my throat,
Choke,
Torn into pieces,
I won’t,
no,
I don’t want to be this,
But I won’t let this build up inside of me,
I won’t let this build up inside of me,
I won’t let this build up inside of me,
I won't let this build up inside of me.
She isn’t real,
I can’t make her real.
She isn't real,
I can't make her real.