ohhh i just fell...
into a rosebush.

literally, and figuratively.

oh boy. can you catch your breath. your lungs seem to have stopped working. hands over your head, please! oh what a difference three hundred and sixty five days make. shake that laffy taffy. puff, puff, pass. oh my do things change. from filing to doing everything, and then back to filing. fuck off. thanks. oh boy, its a joy. and i can rhyme and ( Read more... )

impossible. a figmation. your life has collapsed, trust me. i dont even know where to begin. its like the trees stoped growning, liek you forgot how to breathe. your "best" friend over there... your "best" friend over here, but you forgot where you were.. and what you wanted to do. the second you got your period. fuck, i hope i remember these ( Read more... )

and nothing is as good as it was... and this isnt the life for me. he use to fuck movie stars and sniff coke in his dreams. now, this is a story of a poetic mind, so listen up. i dance forever with the devil. i lose. and shes that girl you see from far away and say, "damn", but when you get up close, you say, "oh no". there is always the wicked who ( Read more... )

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all going by so fast. almost been a year. far from over it. cant even fucking think straight. love you. loathe you. miss you. complete without you. i dont know. mixed messages. this pepsi tastes like alcohol. still taste the lotion. still smell the cigerattes. still choking on the weed. curropted innocence. addiction. crying rivers. drowning in ( Read more... )

cuz I'm your pusher....

I should've known with a boy like you ( Read more... )

sooo ummm why are we doing this... cuz we have to go... why do we have to go... cuz he sed we had to... so if he sed to jump off a cliff... I'd jump off the cliff....

Ok anyways... I love you Stacey, but last night I prayed you died... but my prayers never seem to work... HAPPY 17th!!!

H.L.J.B for life man...

girlies I love you more than life!!!