"You'll be the one that dies.."
Unexpected tears at Fowler's. Paying for bands that I don't necessarily like. The one with the potential to break my heart was found drunk yet again - outside of Enigma surrounded by laughing blonde's that are by far more attractive than I.
"I am a fucking mess. I am sorry for what I am.." he says. A guilt trip that didn't fulfill it's purpose. And although it was only an sms, I imagine that his speech was slurred.
A car ride with one who cannot play air drums but is stunning and fun to leer at all the same.
Home alone at midnight feeling very cynical- with messages and phone calls from my new drug boy.
Speaking on a mobile phone thats smashed into four pieces from fits of hysterics.
Mother came across the piercing and cringed.
"I am a fucking mess. I am sorry for what I am.." he says. A guilt trip that didn't fulfill it's purpose. And although it was only an sms, I imagine that his speech was slurred.
A car ride with one who cannot play air drums but is stunning and fun to leer at all the same.
Home alone at midnight feeling very cynical- with messages and phone calls from my new drug boy.
Speaking on a mobile phone thats smashed into four pieces from fits of hysterics.
Mother came across the piercing and cringed.