Tuesday, December 8, 2009

you think you're so bad but you're just badly raised...

i cannot hold on and i cannot let go. i was wasted at 15, never learned to go slow.



good: sparkling peach, weed, southpark, my apartment, my mom, stars (as in the band), vietnamese food, nailpolish, the colour of my walls, the colour of my floors.

woke up in a new room i still wish you would make an appearance.



but what else is new...

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