But the thing is, Sweetie, I am different.
And that's okay.
We've all changed.
I guess this is growing up.
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Thursday, June 7, 2012
Thursday, March 22, 2012
More than anything
I just don't want to be the cause of anyone else hurting any more.
More than anything.
More than anything.
Friday, January 6, 2012
Sunday, November 13, 2011
The lung trees
December is crawling his way back into my skin. A little early this year, but I can feel him in my veins. He moves with the same familiar rhythm; I know this dance well.
How long till you take me under again?
How long till you take me under again?
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Unfocused love
This love just runs out of air.
She's hungry for love because no one has ever put her first.
She's hungry for love because no one has ever put her first.
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