Friday, July 21, 2006

You don't know how fucking down you put me.
You don't.

Don't say you do because you fucking don't.
Don't shut up thinking that i'd get all defensive when you KNOW i will.

Don't keep me guessing. I might just give up. Both ways.

I know you're tired. But im exhausted. And im struggling to keep this going just like you.

Just.... like.... you.


suri thought at 8:49 PM


My Curse



Suricide Suicide
2 April '89
Equestrian Sports
Painting
Lomography
Bass Guitar
Floorball


Constants are Changing

New Urban Male boxers
To go back to Arthayasa
Skinny black jeans
A cute Hedgehog
Forego
Porta Trace Light Box
old skool top
Beach Shorts from RipCurl
Adidas Candy watch
BME Baby Tees
PSP
"MODIFY" DVD
Andra & The Backbone cd
Flaming cherry tattoos on hips


Unholy Confessions



Kiss me