octobre 30, 2002
ghostly
i am in trouble, just asking for it. i really am. so much for my youthful cynicism, my attempts to squash and destroy my idealism. my attempts to protect myself.
how dare the universe send me something this pleasant when i'm all ready to seal the door to my siege tower?
honestly. how's a girl supposed to stay bitter...when someone is that easy to be with? when someone calls? when someone makes her feel so nice?
fucking hell.
Posted by shivery at octobre 30, 2002 10:06 AMComments