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I crave compassion I crave lovemaking I crave affection I crave hope, and most of all I crave love. I want someone to hold me, to under my pain, to understnad my fears, and my past and be willing to listen, and be willing to listen with open arms, I know all that I can do right now, Is keep sane, and hold myself, and keep myself safe. But I have such a fucking desire for someone to just hold me tight. To keep me in there arms. |
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My on my. I haven't wrriten a good, long, hardy post in awhile. Summer is fast approaching. The weather will be getting hot. I have been doing pretty well. Fantisizing about hard drugs lately. I don't know why. But I certainly have been obsessing about it. I have never done anything besides weed and ecstasy in my life. Its just the little voice in my head that says tryyyyy it. I feel like I'm changing everyday more and more. Maybe its good. I'am getting to know myself quite well. My dislikes, my flaws, my insecruities, my likes, my passions, etc. This summer I'm going to London, Ontario. To visit a bunch of family. Were staying at my Nona's house. She isn't doing good. She has a cancerous tumour and is in the hospital. I have been praying for her everynight. There is so much booze at Nona's and Nono's place. Ah, My crazy Italian family. I just hope that I don't overdo it. I have a feeling I will drink. Its all my decision, if I want to take that drink or not. I know. I know. I know. Oh the insanity of being an Addict. |
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It is 9:56 am. I'm in Parksville right now and I'm happy. It is a good feeling to be here. I slept at Karleys last night. It was good to be there. I feel really content that I'am here. YAY. Karley is finishing up her exam. I'm at Sara's. Her sister let me in. Today is a beautiful sunny day. I hope today is a good day. It will be a great day! |
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He had a blone on the side of his arm and a ciggerate on the other His eyes deep and dreary A soul I haven't sean Maybe I'm just hopeless Immune to my own fantasies Adorable. Thats all they say. Fucking wretchid. Is what I say. The blone on the side of your arm. What is she to you Speak in tounge and write bad songs Spend your Daddys money Fuck over L.A. Destroy what society has made you You are just the same. |
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These sunny days The days we hate The days that drear us away We cannot hate what we create Inside of us blooms Never ending sleeps Girl in the corner Give her some fucking water Its too soon to drown Inside of these sunny days Our minds like kelodoscopes Speak into the wind Face falling into the grass The sun doesn't care You won't last Hide behind your degnity Into the past your youre worst enemy the feeling never goes Where the fuck did you come from Why did you appear The sun is slowely melting you making you disapear --------------------------------- Shadows give us no clean company This hell rises at night Give me more, Please me more. unfinished lyrics. |