it has been 2 weeks ..... and ....... we broke up .... how do ppl solve problem of unhappyness? how do they fill emptiness? how? why isnt everything happy anymore? I love him... but all moving thing got into his head and changed his feeling completley.... we broke up tonight... actually i knew it was coming but i was hoping it would never happen... are we so different yet same? i dont know..... i`m just asking too many questions which i cant answer to.... i`m listening to Chris Isaak-Wicked game...
The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.
I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you.
I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you.
I don't want to fall in love.
I don't want to fall in love.
With you. With you. This world is only gonna break your heart
What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you.
What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you and,
I don't want to fall in love.
I don't want to fall in love.
With you.
The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.
I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you.
I never dreamed that I'd loose somebody like you no,
I don't want to fall in love.
I don't want to fall in love.
With you. With you.
Nobody loves no one.
over and over playing the same song....... missing second greatest love i got... now..... i feel that u know..... i`d do anything. jsut for him to hold me in his arms again.... just to feel his breath on my skin...... i shall curs him to love me... but... i cant make him love me when he made descision not to...... i have to respect that because after all ..... all he geave me was respect and i felt safe with him.... i felt like.... you know....... like someone in love... it was great when it lasted... i think i`m turning into one of those... romantic people.... oh well..... the best thing is... just to let my heart pump blood and my vains carry it around .... since there is nothing else to do in my life......
i know a lot of ppl don`t aprove cutting wrists, but it eased my pain ..... a lot... besides i got something good out of it.... i drenk my blood... it`s sweet and tasty and rich or redness and taste... well.... i feel awefull pain in my chest.... i think my astma is comming back from my childhood or maybe just coz i`m smoking one ciggarette after another... i dont know and dont care..... i`m gonna go paint or do something crafty...
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