January 2010
7 posts
What are we
more than skin and
bones waiting to
break through our skin
sometimes my skin is the only
part of me that feels
I hate everyone.
Tired
Eyes all the time.
This is for the lulz. :)
wait, wait, wait
and these chords remain we’ll use them to exploit the friends we’ve since forgot those friends we’ve lost you all know just who you are cause ive since made graves but im too scared to etch the names for fear that im the one whos changed
I
Don’t feel like I have anything to look forward to. Which is weird, over the last year I went from one thing to the other making time go by so quickly. Life is hard.