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Is this the way a toy feels when its batteries run dry?
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ayien. |
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poetic tragedy.
Wednesday, January 25, 2006, 11:11 PM
red eyes. breaking voice. and the words with a sting.im sorry. choking on my own saliva. and i cudnt speak, cudnt look, cudnt listen. " u tak sayang i langsung ke?" the way ur fist connects wid the wall. it scared the hell outta me. and i wished it wudnt hurt so bad. unintentional. utterly clueless. confused. if i hadnt gotten so messed up in the head, i wud have gladly let it enfold you. but its so friickin hard. "i love you so much.." but things.. nutink gold ever lasts. haish. and wid the goodbye, i dragged my weight about. why the hell am i feeling so upset anyway? i guess im still lucky afterall. thanks gurlfren~ for listening. while i got drunk on coke and toblerone. but im still upset. im so hollow baby, im SO hollow. im so, im so.. im so hollow... -ain |
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