Mood: Hating my mother.
Tunes: "The Perfect Boy" The Cure <3
Often, I wonder...."Why does she keep asking me questions?????? God. Shes all like "Why are you angery with me?" IM JUST PISSED OFF! Gawd..... conformist. Well, I should do something else with my sad life but I've decided to waste my brain on more Cure. (If that counts....) -shigh- Why did Ian die? Why? Well, fame can kill you. Right? Hmh. I wouldnt know. Oh well. Life goes on (pardon my French)
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A rather unholy testament from a head.
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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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