oh yes, it hurts.

ghost world.

Sunday, August 30, 2009

someone,just please..
anyone.

{ 4:02 AM }

strained.

Friday, August 28, 2009

how am i supposed to carry on if you're not here?

{ 4:02 AM }

lift me up in an instant.

Monday, August 24, 2009

and destroy me without even trying,
you.

{ 1:55 AM }

we're the owner of the nowhere land.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

losing myself in this extacy,
but here on my star i am just a castaway.

{ 5:03 AM }

im on the run i can go so far.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

flying in the absence of gravity

feeling the vibe of eternity

losing the route of this empty sky

everything's flowing through day and night.

{ 3:38 AM }

get loose.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

JUST DANCE THE SINS AWAY.

{ 5:29 PM }

when the silence gets too loud its almost unbearable.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

i had three but in the end i realised i have..

none.

{ 2:43 AM }

and what you need now is more than a prayer.

Monday, August 17, 2009

you had my faith,but now you're just a betrayer.

{ 2:20 AM }

let it be.

Sunday, August 16, 2009

let the sound rise up,

let the heart whirls drag you down.

{ 4:26 AM }

lipstick lesbians.

Saturday, August 15, 2009

whats the point of being in relationship.

based on lies and betrayals.

whats the point of being a friend,

when one cant even keep the little promises each make?

stupid girls.

{ 11:03 PM }

limits.

all i ask is a little fun.

you guys can spend hundreds but not one night with me.

thanks.

{ 8:00 PM }

nothing can really explain how im feeling now.

ITS LIKE THE PARTY OF THE YEAR.
ITS FREAKING COSMIC GATE.
AND MY FRIENDS ARE BAILING OUT ON ME.

WHY THE FUCK DO I HAVE FRIENDS LIKE THIS?
WHY?
FUCK IT.

{ 7:22 PM }

the truth

Friday, August 14, 2009

is often hard to find,sometimes it leaves you blind.

{ 5:05 PM }

if you got to believe in something.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

why not believe in me?

{ 5:05 AM }

what the hell have i done?!!

Sunday, August 9, 2009

fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK.

{ 2:47 AM }

hey mr stalker.

Saturday, August 8, 2009

whose face is it exactly are you hiding back there?

{ 2:51 AM }

aches.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

you were so close,i could almost touch you.

{ 4:09 AM }

this weird feeling mushing the pit of my guts.