From Yesterday |
It's not about love. It's the perfect compliment. This song, this city, this night. Getting lost with you. These lights, these streets, these people. It's a beautiful lie that we tel...
Posted by Before you forget on Sun, 31 Dec 2006 10:55:00 PST |
untitled |
Nothing is simply said
The words are meant to convey a mood, a feeling
To tell a story but to never explain.
Never ask about what you'll never understand.
Never try to care about what you'll never f...
Posted by Before you forget on Sun, 31 Dec 2006 09:41:00 PST |
Masochist |
When I let go&&when I release all inhibitions; take a toxic breath and just let it flow. Walking around a room with my head up, distancing myself from every comfort, from every instinct. G...
Posted by Before you forget on Sun, 31 Dec 2006 09:31:00 PST |
