a sick-to-my-stomach kind of lifestyle.
but, sweetheart
where'd you hide the alcohol?
spin me around
will you just give me that
nauseous feeling again?

wakaranai.

boku erei to kizutsuku. demo, ima kurisumasu ibu de, mijime.
nanimokamoga omoimasu.
nani?

Pretend.
Pretend not to know.  Not to think.  Not to feel.
Just pretend for a moment that you cannot love; that no one loves you.
That you're not a hypocrite.
That society does not judge every move you make; every word that comes from those tainted lips.

liars have a tendency

to grab hold of my nerves

and shake until i break

down and retaliate

with that silver blade

Alright.  This shall be my first official entry.  Seeing as how my other livejournal is tacky. and there is only one entry to delete.  i decided to make a new journal.  aside from that, today has been two months without chase.  and working tonight doesn't help the fact that i'd rather not be shoved into society to play house for four hours.  i need ( Read more... )