What we can’t have... Addiction... Self Control... Games... Choice...
Love me for me for what you see in my eyes for who I am, for what I know and for what I don’t know accept me as I am
Theory: Everything must be comple… Hypothesis: Everything must make… Conclusion: We are tiny circles… Truth: There are no sides to a ci… “We are tiny circles searching for…
We are blood and bones dried up and ashes pacing, I let it flow ragged and bruised we slip by our fate
OHHHH!!! I’m so past this girl caring I’m in this limbo
The funny thing is I used to believe The problem Lied inside myself Like maybe
Not sure why it is the way it is at the moment The first time I saw him he wears a red bandanna
I was running To catch the horse In the snow From the bus I jumped into
I starred into the black fiery depths of hell the flame was glowing from behind their walls and the smoke rose from above
Everyone needs My love He needed My love So I gave it
The soft blood trickled as it fell it was like a faucet with a slow leak dripping My mind went blank
I was worried about him Whether or not
I can’t sleep... you’ve seeped Inside me
why am I always late racing to the gate wondering of my fate you’ll make it is what they say arrive, just another delay
I go to places others won’t