fret for your figure and
fret for your latte and
fret for your lawsuit and
fret for your hairpiece and
fret for your prozac


28th Oct, 2005 3:44:07 pm - Subscribe


I don't know him as well as I should. I'm jumping in. I don't know a motherfucking thing about him except that he likes Tool, he can NOT talk about his feelings and that his parents like sewing and fishing.

Why is it that when he tells me to go live with him, I find myself adhering and saying... "If I had the money..."

Why does he make me feel this way?

Why do I wake up at 5 am, and feel absolutely no purpose, other than to talk to him? Why do I always feel like his head is on my pillow, next to mine?

Why do I trust him like this?

Finger deep in the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together
Relax, turn around and take my hand.


mood: confused
music: stinkfist// tool
(3) comments

avatar tales

October 28th, 2005

I have, plenty of times.

I think it's called... "Child molestation".

avatar david

October 28th, 2005

Yea thats a tool song. Nice template btw.

avatar tales

October 28th, 2005

XD thanks.

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