Why I love Them |
Oh noose tied myself in, tied myself too tightLooking kind of anxious in your cross armed stanceLike a bad tempered prom queen at a homecoming danceAnd I claim I'm not excited with my life any moreSo ...
Posted by Pol Pot on Sun, 01 Apr 2007 12:44:00 PST |
pushing away |
push push pushflee the sceneno graspno thoughtjust belove mehate meleft mewant mekeep pushing soexpect to falli may notbe aroundto pushno more
it sucks but in reality, if you all know, i stopp...
Posted by Pol Pot on Sun, 01 Apr 2007 11:48:00 PST |
since fragments aren't my thing. |
my head throbs. my heart aches. my eyes swell. my mind is blank. answer this. figure that. wellbutrin xl. relax. sleep. dream. cut. heal. fuck. love.
rescue. scream. help. assist. leave. shatter. me....
Posted by Pol Pot on Wed, 24 Jan 2007 12:04:00 PST |
