3 months; turned into something more ( Read more... )

I havent written in here for a few days; i dont have much to say anymore.

People are becoming distant; but i dont care.

I should be doing more with my life; but instead i constantly sit at home.
& listen to depressing music.

I wish i had someone to share my life with.

When I speak to the flowers in my backyard;
They tell me to leave you, leave you behind.
Forget all the good times, that are making me blind.

I guess it's where the time begins when you get drunk and call again ( Read more... )

When we've wasted all our youth on you
Wait for the same moon
We were smoking on a cold day's afternoon
In the same fire we'll soon untie
When it's over the scenes fall in two
When it's over the sun will be back for you
We'll soon, we will soon untie.<3