Mood: Exhausted
Song: Four Years; Senses Fail
It never fails.
Haha.
A relapse. Nevvvver fails.
I get so close to freedom.
So close.
Then it vanishes.
I'm back to where I want you.
Someone to call my own.
Someone I can happily webcam and talk to on the phone.
******** relapses.
I know you've been lonely.
Heh.
But Zak says it could take weeks for you to lower your pride.
Feh. Pride...Stubborn fool.
The world is so ugly. So ugly.
Life is beautiful - it has so much potential to being something wonderful.
But the people, the people. They ruin this world.
Disgusting animals.
I wish I hadn't met you.
But then that thought hurts.
To hurt the only one I loved.
This is so goddamn hard but I am giving up
The person that you love is dead.
Oooo. Senses Fail.
I love your lyrics so much sooo soosososooo much.
I flooded him out with the Jack and Jameson,
So happy anniversary.
The best gift I could think to give you was to set you free.
You're always in the back of my mind.
Like an annoying itch, you crawl up my spine.
I want you gone.
Thoughts like that, though, never cease to bring the pain.
I'm clinging to another again.
Its pretty bad.
I don't want his body. Or face.
But his words.
Oooh. His words.
They give me that false security. That false happiness.
If I could go back in time, I'd tell myself.
To watch out for you.
To make sure we never became anything other than best friends.
Or friends with benefits. Hell I don't know what we've been all along.
We were always that one step above friends.
But one step below dating.
Always in that weird, oddly comforting zone.
No one knows what to say.
Except my cling.
He knows what to say, because he's the winner of women's hearts. Haha.
I don't expect anyone to understand though.
This pain sucks. No one should have to understand the capability of it.
Its enough to make a person go mad.
I'm sad to say Kait experienced it.
I ******** hate to say that she knows how it feels.
I wish she didn't.
I really do.
I want to push her back into the darkness of stupidity.
This feeling shouldn't be meant for others.
Let's go back in time.
To stop the disaster called love, darling.
Let's go back and end our apocalypse before it happened.
Back when things were simple. We needn't the title.
Just each other.
Song: Four Years; Senses Fail
It never fails.
Haha.
A relapse. Nevvvver fails.
I get so close to freedom.
So close.
Then it vanishes.
I'm back to where I want you.
Someone to call my own.
Someone I can happily webcam and talk to on the phone.
******** relapses.
I know you've been lonely.
Heh.
But Zak says it could take weeks for you to lower your pride.
Feh. Pride...Stubborn fool.
The world is so ugly. So ugly.
Life is beautiful - it has so much potential to being something wonderful.
But the people, the people. They ruin this world.
Disgusting animals.
I wish I hadn't met you.
But then that thought hurts.
To hurt the only one I loved.
This is so goddamn hard but I am giving up
The person that you love is dead.
Oooo. Senses Fail.
I love your lyrics so much sooo soosososooo much.
I flooded him out with the Jack and Jameson,
So happy anniversary.
The best gift I could think to give you was to set you free.
You're always in the back of my mind.
Like an annoying itch, you crawl up my spine.
I want you gone.
Thoughts like that, though, never cease to bring the pain.
I'm clinging to another again.
Its pretty bad.
I don't want his body. Or face.
But his words.
Oooh. His words.
They give me that false security. That false happiness.
If I could go back in time, I'd tell myself.
To watch out for you.
To make sure we never became anything other than best friends.
Or friends with benefits. Hell I don't know what we've been all along.
We were always that one step above friends.
But one step below dating.
Always in that weird, oddly comforting zone.
No one knows what to say.
Except my cling.
He knows what to say, because he's the winner of women's hearts. Haha.
I don't expect anyone to understand though.
This pain sucks. No one should have to understand the capability of it.
Its enough to make a person go mad.
I'm sad to say Kait experienced it.
I ******** hate to say that she knows how it feels.
I wish she didn't.
I really do.
I want to push her back into the darkness of stupidity.
This feeling shouldn't be meant for others.
Let's go back in time.
To stop the disaster called love, darling.
Let's go back and end our apocalypse before it happened.
Back when things were simple. We needn't the title.
Just each other.
