Heart is going to blow up. Throat completely choked up. Tears won’t hold up. Stomach about to throw up. Feelings always come up. Mind won’t shut up. Mouth won’t speak up. Always such a screw up. Nothing ever adds up. Wish it would speed up. Now is time to give up. By the neck is hung up. Life was passed up. Reality is made up.
My tears flow My heart aches My fear grows My hands shake My pain shows My head spins And I know that it’s happening again They always come They always go They always watch They always know They always pretend They always follow And they never actually care
She might hate me, and revile me, and heap indignity after indignity upon me, as she already had, until I should have hated her; but the pitiful fact remained that I loved her. Edgar Rice Burroughs(1875-1950)
Heart is going to blow up. Throat completely choked up. Tears won’t hold up. Stomach about to throw up. Feelings always come up. Mind won’t shut up. Mouth won’t speak up. Always such a screw up. Nothing ever adds up. Wish it would speed up. Now is time to give up. By the neck is hung up. Life was passed up. Reality is made up.
My tears flow My heart aches My fear grows My hands shake My pain shows My head spins And I know that it’s happening again They always come They always go They always watch They always know They always pretend They always follow And they never actually care
I'm sorry, but I won't be online often between 20/8 - 08/9
Life? I prefer youtube.
I had a rosy dream, You gave up on you, And I gave up on me, well, Love came along and said "Leave them be." We were wrecked on every rocky tasted. Light a cork, my pretty little angel. I'm singing to empty bottles everywhere, Everywhere.
She might hate me, and revile me, and heap indignity after indignity upon me, as she already had, until I should have hated her; but the pitiful fact remained that I loved her. Edgar Rice Burroughs(1875-1950)
Heart is going to blow up. Throat completely choked up. Tears won’t hold up. Stomach about to throw up. Feelings always come up. Mind won’t shut up. Mouth won’t speak up. Always such a screw up. Nothing ever adds up. Wish it would speed up. Now is time to give up. By the neck is hung up. Life was passed up. Reality is made up.
My tears flow My heart aches My fear grows My hands shake My pain shows My head spins And I know that it’s happening again They always come They always go They always watch They always know They always pretend They always follow And they never actually care