He who makes a beast of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

i won't see you tonight



books books books! i've been flipping so many pages that i could bleed to death on papercuts.

As bottles call my name I won't see you tonight

Sorrow sank deep inside my blood
All the ones around me
I cared for and most of all I loved
But I can't see myself that way
Please don't forget me or cry while I'm away







is this tingling feeling in the heart called love?

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