sometimes intransigence is the only way. sometimes the night is easier than the day. sometimes i don’t have anthing to say! i could describe the unfamiliar jargon of delusional minds, and see what i mean – looking right through the vacant reflection of myself and see how it unwinds in your eyes. never, i never trust someone with blue eyes. well i made an exception once but he’s never had to earn what you are making me feel like all over again it was worth having to learn so that i could see
som/youe bit of you that i was looking at wasn’t – for me, at least – an illusion. now i’ve give it a minute, i liked albeit shorly lived the confusion. i knew it were inevitble come what may; alright so you hurt my feellings, but what did you for me – reminded me i had them to begin with. i wanted someone, fucking idiot
fuck these other people, come and put me out. i will extinguish :: tossing and turrning the conversations in fluent colloquial english
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