First I was avoiding you, because you send me mixed signals. Now, I am fucking you and you're still doing it... I would like to think that I have control of the situation. I don't want you to be my boyfriend. You don't fit into my life anymore. But I want you to love me. Then maybe you can relate to me.

You may have kissed him. But HE kissed ME.

In a Relationship.

We spent the entire night naked in bed together and not even once did he try to have sex with me. There was a lot of kissing though. I've kissed him more now than I've kissed anyone before. The way he touches me conveys emotion. He holds my hand everywhere we go. He says nice things to me and tells me how much he likes me. He holds the door ( Read more... )

This time I couldn't possibly write it better than it was.

I deem perfection.

Lets talk about feelings- I can't I don't have any left. I've been numb for a while now. You were the last one I ever felt anything for. You were the final mistake. I loved kissing you. Some people I just can't bring myself to put my tongue in their mouth, and so kissing them is kind of awkward ( Read more... )

Ecstacy is my new love. I think about it now, instead of thinking about him. I think about all of them though, and I wonder if I will see them again. Everyone seems so familiar and so I think you were there. Nothing feels that good.

It's funny that you hid it there where no one would see it. It's as if you know you're never getting it back.

I'm not writing about you here. I don't know if you're writing about me here. I hope you aren't though.

The new video for beating hearts baby makes me ill, he looks so beautiful. The new song also makes me ill, it is so terrible. I am hoping that it is just the beating hearts baby of the new album. On a better note, the new etid with daryl on it is awesome and so I am listening to that now... because it's you and me for the first time in history ( Read more... )