Mood: Sleepy
Tunes: "The Perfect Boy" The Cure
-yawn- I dont even know WHY I got up this early... I have no reason. Meeeeeeeeeeeh I'm going back to sleep.
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A rather unholy testament from a head.
The Author! On The Book of FACE!
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- Cure on the radio!!
- Wish I could
- Ending it all...ending it slowly
- To love his sharp fingures. (For Edward)
- DO YOU DENIEY THE AWESOMENESS??
- Come as you are?
- A Kiss for a kill?
- And so I look up above
- Pin-pointed pain
- Hmmmmmmmmm
- Nothing better to do
- To be his...... razor. (To the tune of "My Friends...
- SHUT UP!!
- Deep in my lullaby
- The Luckiest (A poem of scarasim)
- Fall back
- Space
- I got up because?
- Spiderweb caught up with me
- Deep in the baby cradle
- Trapped.
- I dont like myself....
- Somethings out there....
- Loud and tasteless!? I think so
- Mixed up
- Nightmare of my sweetest love
- Should I?
- Sometimes I'm dreaming.
- Tempted
- I want to feel
- Feeling awake
- He's the perfect boy <3
- Why?
- Unwanted eyes
- Coming on quitely
- The world isnt helping....
- Ugh.... socalizing....
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you got up just so you could talk to me on messenger :)
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