

Red, White and BruisedI love you, you moan against my neck before turning over. I face the window and pretend that the rain is my tears. It used to be so simple before I needed you to be complete.Red, White and Bruised
(before i needed anything)
Last night the razor sliped and made the tiniest cut on my wrist. Crimson blood made a river down my vanilla skin. Pain pulsed in my veins and I relized then that I too was human.
(all too human)
Something left me that night you drove away. My mind chose to deny it but deep inside my rotting core I knew that my heart went with you. Maybe it would have been better if you never gave me wings &nb


Thank YouNot everything in life is black and white you were the shade of grey, in mine You left a mark upon my heart and you placed a thread of memories, in my mindThank You
But no matter what was left and no matter what you said What we had, it wasn't real it wasn't real and no matter how I tried to justify your lies I knew deep inside you didn't care how I feel
Now I'd like to speak the truth your words were what I held on to They were what made me so "confused" Now that they have lost their grasp and I've listened to the truth
I'd
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sweet lies and lullabys
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If there is one thing I've learned from philosophy, it's that I don't know anything but maybe someday, if I'm lucky, I will know even less than I do now. Honestly, it's what I'm hoping for.
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I can do whatever I want like you.
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If there is one thing I've learned from philosophy, it's that I don't know anything but maybe someday, if I'm lucky, I will know even less than I do now. Honestly, it's what I'm hoping for.
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I can do whatever I want like you.
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And I said fuck that chicken sandwich!
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If there is one thing I've learned from philosophy, it's that I don't know anything but maybe someday, if I'm lucky, I will know even less than I do now. Honestly, it's what I'm hoping for.
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And I said fuck that chicken sandwich!
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If there is one thing I've learned from philosophy, it's that I don't know anything but maybe someday, if I'm lucky, I will know even less than I do now. Honestly, it's what I'm hoping for.
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A rose with no thorns, holds a gental heart, that can easly be broken.....
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