3.18.11it's not supposed to be like this. she's been waiting for this and she's supposed to love you. but it's all still there. she can't burn the past like she can the flesh of her wrist.you need her to stop and listen. you need her to stop and listen to you. you love her and you need her to listen and that's it. but that isn't good enough for her and her heart is racing and she's crying because she either loves you more or less than she should.it's past midnight and she still needs the object of her confusion there to confuse her even more.-he knows she has so much growing up to do but he's in love and he's almost as selfish as she is. he doesn't want to lose her and he tells everyone but her. she knows from the letters he writes how much she means to him and she doesn't understand any of it.-"you make me feel alive."
false innocence.it's a gram in an egg in the pikachu bagthe only one who knows what i hide.it's that zippo in my build-a-bearfor when i want to play with fire.its snorting a lineplaying with knivesthen smiling and saying"i'm fine."