i think the end is near... things r becoming much more clear... god how i wish you were here... so you could tell me in which direction to steer, ive skidded off this road... things r becoming old... as each day reaches its end... my heart grows more cold... the past will never leave... i wear my heart on my sleave... i want to stop all this shit... and stop being deceaved... i cant control your actions... and you cant control my passions... the only thing we both control... is the things were lacking... this is were we part... i should have known from the start.... that this would never work out.... all i have is my broken heart....
Reason for writing:
love really really sux
what is love anyway!?!?!
a feeling
a state of mind
a state of being
what?
cipher
Birth sign: Aries
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