I've got a dying urge to feel the way you do ( Read more... )

When I met you after a long time, everything had changed ( Read more... )

in the moonlight, his gloved hand was elusively normal; it looked warm and strong and quite curiously reassuring, the hand not of a monster and a murderer, but of a gentle, loving man, who waited with infinite patience for one little sign of hope...

i knew you'd miss me.

She is a dying dandelion floating on the breeze, swirling sweetly in the evening ( Read more... )

oh man, i'm sick as fuck.
and my lovely broke his leg, so he wasnt there to comfort me.
and everyone else is mad at me or just negative in general, so i was like fuck this shit, i'm going home.

and here i am.
relaxing.
mmmm.

i love being single.

Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth ( Read more... )

I wanted you to be with me for so long I don't even know why now ( Read more... )

You gotta understand that, what makes life beautiful is the essence of the fact that it can go away. See, you don’t want to live like that. You don’t want to be the person, do you?, that had a fight; and inconsequential, insignificant, stupid fight with your spouse about who’s supposed to open, or close, or turn off the light at that bed time ( Read more... )