OneGurlArmy

love and sex and miss-matched socks
2002-09-27 03:45:43 (UTC)

wish i could decide

its me sending the way fucked up and mixed around signals
that might as well have arsenic in them. its like... whooo
miranda... hold my hand... dont hold my hand... make out
with me... slap me in the face... here hold on and ill
throw up on your shoes. you makes me so confused. ohh look
at that... my face is numb... is that my brain falling out
of my ears??? oh yeah.. i think sooo... where did the light
go? is this what death is like? yeah...




Ad: