im breaking down. i just cant control my feelings anymore. i love the rope so much but she just has to love thatwrench. it hurts.
knife, i dont know what id do without you.
today mr. green read the paper and looked into hus suitcase.
What Type of Villain are You? mutedfaith.com.
im at a point in my life where im just questionging every thing. is there a god? maybe i need a knew religion, not that i had one in the first place. i think im going to go on a personal quest to find "god" or "faith" ebcause im not finding unconditional lvoe from the rope : (
oh yeah, she loves me "like a brother"
i am so fucking sick of this crap.