Monday | January 28, 2008

poetry.

Sunday | January 20, 2008

haah, when ever you come around i have this thing,
called the laughing disease. your eyes are so mysterious and wonderful, sending me into a whirl of curiousity.
and as i look, butterflys consume me, and i laugh. you ask me why i laugh, but i feel so GOOD!!!

nothing, was ruined for me last ngiht. if anything, you were a human being. and laying down, never moving once, through passing hours. felt wonderful. everything is, you know?
hahha uk accents

youre so fun.
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in no relevance to the written above:

its funny.. i really thought this was what i wanted..
but you just pushed me to do things, i was scared to do before.
thats what im thanking you for, letting me find myself, and certainly letting me know.
that if you were to leave, like i never wanted. i wont shrivel up and die, ill live,
and ill be happy. because oall i need in the end is me. when all i thought, i needed was you.
its just too bad, that youve changed so much, but hey.. people change right?
you used to be the most fantasmic of all my passion, love, desire, need, dcare..
but now.. well.. who are you?


yeah. thats how im seeing it.