| Taken by the lovely Joanna <3 |
Dearest Mirror Image,Oh, God. Look at you. I don't know whether to console or reprimand you for becoming so royally screwed up. A bit of both might do the trick. I think you know from experience that the things you're doing never made you truly happy, and never will. I'm reminding you even though I know it won't make much difference, ultimately. I guess I kind of cling to the hope that if I say it enough times, I can manage to drill it into your sick, sick mind.Dearest Mirror Image,
Yes, I called you sick. Deal with it. That's what you are, and you know it.
I can never hope to fathom why you don't want to get better. Compare it to something as simple as a fever; y
ZooooooombieThere used to be this well really close to where I live but then IZooooooombie
moved to the city instead of the country and if this was a proper poem then I'd say I hate the city and its stressful noises. And I'd say The country was so tranquil and I just adooooooored it. But that's a lie and you know that the only
reason I miss the country one bit is because you live there and I missssss you baby, I miss you THIS much (and though you can't see me, I'm holding out my arms and my hands are extended by a metre-long ruler
so it's a looooooooooot of missing, &nb
Like a day of caringIt's not the same to me whether you feel anything for me. And I don't want to pretend that I don't care because I blatantly do. It's obvious, I bet, especially to you. I'm sorry if my affection annoys you. It's just that my feeling rise in such odd, unpredictable ways and suddenly, I need to be close to someone but not just anyone, because I don't work like that and yes, I like to feel loved. Who doesn't?Like a day of caring
But don't, for the world, pretend that you Like me as much as I Like you if you don't; it'll show, honey, I've been in that situation before. The one where I was the on
Loooooove meMy love. I don't see you caring. I just can't picture it in my head. And the thing is, you're never going to make me believe you when you say I love you, crazy girl, I love you. I don't believe you, my dear (in)significant other. I care, you know, I really do and sometimes I think that I'm more sane than you, in the end, because at least I feel. I know that my ups and downs are way out of the ordinary and I admit I feel things that I wouldn't tell you about for anything in the world. But even when I want toLoooooove me
open up to you,
| and I sing. I sing a lot. I sing even though I can't. (: |
Look at you x
Hysterical
yer got a boy friend
Maya
Used to
I've ngot a girlfriend atm ;D
YAY FOR FREAKING OUT OLD SCHOOL FRIENDS
--
Hold my hand and remember to breathe.
and she's FIT!
--
Butterflies join me to flee the night...
[link]
Do some people get the fucking point?
Some do.
--
Hold my hand and remember to breathe.
...you know, I'm so glad we punched him today.
Fucking get the point already.
--
Butterflies join me to flee the night...
--
..devil in black dress..
Anyway. We should get some video of us dancing in front of the Eiffel Tower
I'll talk/text tommorow xx
--
Hold my hand and remember to breathe.
OMG.
<3
--
Butterflies join me to flee the night...
--
Really Sorry ... My English sucks!!!
Poll: [link]
OMG... O_______o.... [link]
Previous Page12345...Next Page