April 2010
9 posts
killing me.
am i the only one with a sense of living? because to me i’m dying. and i need to feel alive. and you are killing me.
have faith in me
cuz there are things in this world i don’t believe.
“Bite off more than you can chew, then chew like hell.”
I wish i could say i was perfect.
i wish i could say that i try as hard as i can.
that i’m as nice and caring as i can be.
that i don’t judge.
that i’m not confused. about everything.
that i was honest.
but it would all be a fucking lie.
i wish it wasn’t.
he is we- light a way