You know what I think?
You are intrigued but you don't understand me.
You think my every action has a reason.
I think not.
You think that there's even a reason behind that line.
I think I lie so much I don't even know when I'm lying anymore.
I think I play so much I don't know when I'm playing anymore.
I think I think too much.
I think I love Kim.
I think the holidays provide me with too much time that every morning I wake up drowning in a pool of self-realization thus draining it out here and its silly I should go write a book or something.
I think I'm gonna be a suicide girl.
Suicide, blasphemy and make-believe.
Is it time to revolt yet?
Thursday, June 05, 2008
Posted by
Michelle
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2:36 PM
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