You're always out there, never near. But when you're here, I'm powerless to you. Need, want, hunt. Hush here, Dear, a little chat just us two?
Miss you. Need you.
"What's there to want when you have all you ever need and get anything you ever dream?"
You're the only girl that could keep me like this.
Suicide, blasphemy and make-believe.
Is it time to revolt yet?
Monday, April 14, 2008
Posted by
Michelle
at
11:27 PM
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