cracking. |
Your not supposed to effect me. i went through that, built walls, blocked you out of my head. the attraction died with my self asteem. whispers of your name don't move me. i diefied nothing in your n...
Posted by ♥ Call Me Old Fashioned on Wed, 06 Jun 2007 11:56:00 PST |
nothing. |
Ive had it, im done with trying. whats the point. its always the wrong people, the bad ones, black flys drawn to a misunderstood flame. repetition, desperation, who are you to captivate me. i would su...
Posted by ♥ Call Me Old Fashioned on Tue, 05 Jun 2007 10:16:00 PST |
Inferno |
Old poetry i wrote for no one... Heat rushes through me like inferno, my back arches at your touch, if i could have you, your being would ignite me, breathe, for you i would submit, expose myself to ...
Posted by ♥ Call Me Old Fashioned on Thu, 24 May 2007 11:44:00 PST |
numb, its easier that way |
how do you throw away a memory? how do i take the experiences of my most recent past and pretend that its easy for me to move on. how could you have forgotten everything you told me, or assume that ju...
Posted by ♥ Call Me Old Fashioned on Tue, 17 Apr 2007 09:31:00 PST |
