the world is like a science
and I'm like a secret
But i'll be true to you. . .
It's 4am. and it aches when you wake up in a place you don't remember falling asleep in and you realize the dreams of him and it being sweet was just a figment of this complex imagination and secret world I want to live in. because there is nothing on your callback zone. I seem to always give my heart to bad intentions. It's because to me, they're so much I want.
Just Let It Be
I guess I fell in love with a misguided ghost
so now I must fall in love with work...
Thursday, June 10, 2010
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