A contemplation of the whirl of swirling thoughts and ideas that arise from behind my face.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
*expletive* it
God damnit, I'm sick of it all.
I try so hard, I do what I can to help out, nothing works, not far from just leaving, if only I had the guts and somewhere to go, but no one would want me, I know I wouldn't want me.
... I want you. Cause, I love you. Wherever it is you want to go, less known, the better the adventure. I'd come. Cause, it's exactly the way i feel too. (Unless the getting away part is from me. Then it's really quite awkward and I should just shut up)
... I want you. Cause, I love you. Wherever it is you want to go, less known, the better the adventure. I'd come. Cause, it's exactly the way i feel too. (Unless the getting away part is from me. Then it's really quite awkward and I should just shut up)
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