Well I'm lonely like you're lonely but only cause it's thrown me like it's thrown you I don't own you, and my darling you don't own me. It's kicking and it's yelling and it's bruising and it's swelling. But the writing is on the wall and we both know what it's been telling us to do. Well I'm crying and you're crying into silent salty lakes. The road has turned to ice and we haven't any breaks, so while the wall keeps getting closer I fear it's too late not to break our hearts.
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Repulsive
I am heavier than him. He has been diagnosed. He is gorgeous and you love him. I am nothing compared to him. Absolutely nothing.
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