Saturday, April 23, 2005
you cut out my heart and i’m hangin on every fuckin word…
Current mood: crushed
i cant take it anymore. i’m not perfect no one is. you wern’t perfect but i let it go. maybe i need this maybe it’s over? do you honesly want this? i have this thing shoved in my face everyday. when i look in your eyes it’s there. love and spite so close they are almost one and the same. i felt this. that you were like this. can i let this go? let it go just let it go….
