i SqUiRm and
twitch
this skin is putrid.
i
am
sick
&tired
of
sleeping
on
-------------thisbed
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and
living this
LIE
that
D
R
I
P
S
these lamentations
ScRaWlEd in bathroom stalls
and overpasses.
your eyes
SCREAM
silently, basking in the glory
of my absense
and do things that would make
a coroner vomitose.
a snickering jest of my words
spill over your lips.
"just/some/guy"
cut me down and knaw on whats left
|square boy|
go ahead
c
.
r
.
y
your eyes out.
tears do no good where you.re going
Wow. I'm a bit disturbed by your words, no matter their beauty. Pain seeps through this computer screen and I'm left with my fingers on a cold keyboard; wishing I could help. I'm so sorry for everything that has gone wrong. And If I could take away your pain, I would. I miss you, Jbo; and It seems as though you're drifting away from me. From everything you know. What's the matter? I'm still here for you; whether you like it or not. xoxo-Cera
JAAAAAAASON!!! ok sorry we didn't do anything sun, i was working on a proj! uck!
anywho, are you ok? your entry is SCARY! be HaPpY!!!! ttul!
I think I'll be back in time for the concert. I'm home sunday afternoon I believe. I'll call you this weekend. Much less than three you!-Cera