Wont you light my lonely way back home?

I leave you to revel in all your youthful yearnings
I know you like to visit them from time to time.
And like a theif, I steal the words you write to her
I take them to my heart and wish them to be mine

But this is nothing new...


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To continue on the 'certain people' train this is directed at a different certain person as I couldnt really be bothered with the forementioned certain person anymore because she really pisses me off. But now...to the OTHER certain 'guitar monkey' person who called me a 'livejournal neo-maxi-zoom-dweebie!' you dont have to fuck off because i like ( Read more... )

Sometimes I need a lighthouse for my own
It gets so dark, I cant see which way Im going...

~The Waifs

oh and to certain people who miss certain people's certain gigs because they have certain other more fun places to be even though certain people promised to attend certain gigs...fuck off. and stop sending me msg's. also stop flirting your ass off with me Im sick of it. You're a big girl now, go find yourself a vice! Also, next time we are ( Read more... )

I havn't written for so long. weird hey? But I have suddenly decided that live journals are a pretty fucked up concept and who the hell am I really writing to anyway? Myself? You? Who the hell are you ( Read more... )

sick of me ( Read more... )

Dying
Is an art, like everything else.
I do it exceptionally well.

I do it so it feels like hell.
I do it so it feels real.
I guess you could say I've a call.

~Sylvia Plath.

there’s still a little bit of your taste in my mouth ( Read more... )

If we dont stand up for love we fall for everything else.

thats all.