Friday, September 08, 2006
so all along it was just a masquerade.an empty room can be so deafen,d silence makes you wna scream.how could we quit something we never even tried,i gave and gave the best i could, but sometimes you hold so tight it slips right thru' your hand.hopefully those fuckin vodkas helps drown sorrows.do i have t cry for you ?i'd bleed, i'd do anything. and everything i do,they'r all for you.and all i wanted ..was t be granted a chance -i need someone here with me now.
5:07 AM