| Current mood: | aching |
| Current music: | Promise--Eve6 |
Llamas should be happy
and i'm sorry that your heart is breaking for a love you don't really have. i'll always be there in the backseat to wrap my arms around your chest and squeeze three times when i hug you. because i do love you. i love you even though your broken and you've hurt more then you've ever helped. i'm sorry that she doesn't see you like you want her to. but could you love her like she deserves? could you keep from reducing her to ash? because you know she'd burn up quick. she looks tough, but once you touched inside all it would take was the spark of your eye turning away to incinerate her. do you really want the smudges of her ash on your fingertips, the smoke-smell of her in your hair? i can see the ending before the beginning--and it's unclear who makes it out alive. maybe it's your turn to ache for something you can't touch. love you Llama.
choking down pills with fistfuls of water in the bathroom. i'm keeping a high all day this time. oh shit they're fighting again, throwing controllers this time. give it up. let it go. fuck and make up, please?
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