lyssa love, add my new lj account.

look into her average face, look closer into her eyes. and all you'll see is deadly obesession&lies.

*craves poutine* SOMEBODY BRING ME POUTINE!

♥ two&a half months.

you're so guilty, it's disgusting.

In the Mirror

When I look in the mirror, I see a girl drowning in pain. She’s not pretty, not ugly, she’s just there. She’s alive, but her eyes are dead. There’s something missing inside. Her hair falls over one eye, a sort of comfort. Her mascara’s bleeding down her cheeks from the tears she’s crying for him, for broken love. She watches in the ( Read more... )

♥ lying in this beautiful mess of tangled sheets&beads of sweat.

i'm craving poutine. dammit. buttttttttt satuday is me&ben's poutine day. so hopefully i'll last until then.

i stole his wristband:]. i needed a new one, saves me $ that i don't have :P

it's so coldddddd. but i love the rainyness of it :]. makes me miss him though, a lot.

gah i don't have time for anything. i need to studdyyyy for law. but it's far ( Read more... )

♥ it shouldn't hurt this much when he's gone.

he read the note i wrote him&then cuddled up to me&had tears in his eyes.

i'm so in love. i don't know what to do. i need him more than i need anyone. i have no fucking clue what i'm going to do when he's gone. how did we go from scaring/ignoring each other in grade nine to this? i wouldn't trade it for anything in the universe. i wish it could be ( Read more... )