Why, yes. That is crap you're reading.

Oct 09, 2005 17:20

I've got a bottle in my hand full of your sweat. What's wrong sweetheart? Why so red in the face? From the looks of it, I can tell you haven't been lonley tonight. No ,you haven't been lonley in a while.

The flowers on my bedstand looked better yesterday. They weren't so contaminated by my badluck, then. I guess it's just a habbit of mine ;; killing such beautiful things. And to top it all off, I glanced in the mirror and right before it shattered, I saw my face. Filled with gray and broken eyes. How could I have thought I'd be better without you?

I'm trying to convince myself you don't deserve the best of me. But what was left of me has burned away. And I'm left shaking from nicotine while all these word-searches are spelling out your name..

My doormat says 'welcome' , but I swear I don't need you anymore..
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