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Friday, February 15th, 2008
| Time |
Event |
| 6:09p |
if you feel like coming home to me, i'll be waiting at the door. there is nothing to be sorry for. | | 6:12p |
drink up beautiful; i spiked your cup with angst, and a heart attack. i've got so much trapped and it's all because of you, so i figured you might like some back. and when i see her, i'll tell her what's been on my mind all these sleepless nights. she'll recite her excuses, put my tail between these legs of mine, like i do all the time. | | 6:14p |
It's hard to wake up when you're not sleeping. It's hard to make it mean something when it means nothing at all. | | 10:05p |
When I fell on the concrete, you went white as a sheet, and wished that nothing in this world would ever hurt me. Well, keep wishing. Because when I look in my future, I don't see you and don't wish to. | | 10:06p |
She addressed the world honestly, searching for something deserving of the volumes of love she knew she had within her, but to each she would have to say, I don't love you. | | 11:02p |
If you weren't so selfish, then you might want to live. |
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