Glamously Repulsive (twiztdheart) wrote, @ 2004-01-08 17:32:00

Current mood:

cranky

You can call it love, but its more like a curse
I wish I could forget this all
Everything is such a mess
I'm in love with you
Its just that simple
But everytime I say it
I want to throw up
Its such a sick love, a dying love, a love worth killing yourself over for because it sucks so much
You'd think i'd be over this by now
But like some bewitched fool
I'm cursed to only love you more
I know I've been warned
I know of the side-affects... Sorrow, Jealousy, insanity, depression, death...
But I just take more and more of you
Until eventually i overdose and slip into the safe arms of Death
Only in death can i forget you
Only in death can i finally be free

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twiztdheart 2004-01-11 23:34 (link)

LOL! Stop it! I mean i must stop this inspiring you thing. Goodness. lol. Oh, its so funny really. So far away, yet indeed falling under the same pain and sorrow. It makes me angry to start the new year with this feeling and this wanting. It should be a fresh start, but i am doing everything worst than i did last year and i just feel insanly more awful. I shall be sleeping not a wink tonight because of my procrastiation... poo. I'm in love still and that shall surely destroy me. Of course, you know, if i survive this year I'm sure i can handle anything thrown at me. lol. It all will soon end i hope... the pain, the sorrow, the hurt... the procrastination. All bad things will cease to be. An obviously frustrated pixie, Claire Love ya (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

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