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i`m addictided to love, but who says that`s a bad thing?
I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don’t bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok
But that’s not what gets me
What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so ( Read more... ) -
I sold my wings for crack.
Getting myself worked up over stupid annotations of petty acts or thoughts that randomly appear in my head has gotten me NOWHERE. My brain hurts and I can not deal with these problems that i create for myself anymore. I think that i may need to see a shrink but it would probably help me construct myself properly; as apposed to being a scatter brain ( Read more... ) -
Little Shop of Whore-ers
THURSDAY
The play is officially finished, HALAJUHLA!
At the very end the band took a running start onto centre stage, lead by yours truly, to close the proformance with a bow.
Then we were told to take a mass picture.. I made Erica laugh and Emily took off..
I found Emily after and went back to her house for a sleep over.
We got there and ended up ( Read more... )
