10-29-2002, 01:28 AM
Quote:the reason she breaks down into tears whenever she sees a happy couple holding hands or a puppy licking a toddler's face.that's actually fairly poetic
I want to be the pain that does not die.
The wretched smell of rotting rose-petals.
The name at the bottom of every shot of Tequila.
The black hearted ghost of every 14th of February.
The name she cannot forget.
I want to not identify with things like this
uicide:
<img src=http://images.andale.com/f2/115/104/6485603/1054786652163_heyladiRed2.jpg>
Do that voodoo that you do, so well ~>
HITTING BOTTOM ISN'T A WEEKEND RETREAT! IT'S NOT A SEMINAR! ONLY AFTER YOU'VE LOST EVERYTHING ARE YOU FREE TO DO ANYTHING! YOU SEE, YOU LISTEN, BUT YOU DON'T GET IT! YOU HAVE TO FORGET EVERYTHING YOU KNOW, EVERYTHING YOU THINK YOU KNOW!
Do that voodoo that you do, so well ~>
HITTING BOTTOM ISN'T A WEEKEND RETREAT! IT'S NOT A SEMINAR! ONLY AFTER YOU'VE LOST EVERYTHING ARE YOU FREE TO DO ANYTHING! YOU SEE, YOU LISTEN, BUT YOU DON'T GET IT! YOU HAVE TO FORGET EVERYTHING YOU KNOW, EVERYTHING YOU THINK YOU KNOW!