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.
Thursday, November 24, 2011
No thanksgiving dinner
Nothing.
I stayed at Eric's house for most of the time.
Just when I was beginning to get over him he shows up.
I love him.
My hoodie smells like him.
I hate myself.
I want to die.
I'll give updates later.
Goodnight.
<3 stay strong
CHEERS
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