December 2011
113 posts
EVEN MY HEART CRY BUT WHO CARES
WHO’S FAULT NO ONE BUT MYSELF
THINGS DO...
AHH, I HATE YOUR FUCKIN’ GUTS AND I HOPE THAT YOU DIE!
I WAS BORN ON MY OWN, AND I WILL DIE ON MY OWN.
WE MET THRU A SHARED VIEW, SHE LOVED ME AND I DID TOO
DREAMS ARE SHATTERED; ANOTHER QUEEN WITHOUT A KING.
SOMETIMES I LOOK UP AT THE SKY AND DON’T SEE ANYTHING