red |
Now that i am ready to be aloneyou have suffered enough.for what i can tellits not i who left with shaded footsteps.how would you.beauty knows no end. too drunk to love youtoo sober to watch you leave...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Dec 2007 03:07:00 GMT |
Her |
Maybe she didnt even remember me. I am sure that it made no difference to her on which day I appeared: for her, every day is the same as the next, it's because people fail to recognize the good t...
Posted by on Sun, 10 Jun 2007 21:59:00 GMT |
this then- |
its's the same as before
or the other time
or the time before that.
here's a cock
and here's a cunt
and here's trouble.
only each time
you think
well now I've learned:
I'll let he...
Posted by on Fri, 16 Mar 2007 11:38:00 GMT |
