February 2010
January 2010
I tell you my reasons,
You don’t tell me your inside jokes
Until I’ve gone bitter on
Every word that you’ve spoken
And all of your kind words
Ammounting to nought but a token
In all their inaction
Will tumble away with the days
And the nights of together
As we’re really not ‘together’ at all
We’re ‘parallel’…
fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, you’re cool, fuck you I’m out!
I think sometime today I’ll rescue you away Andromeda can wait Je suis desole
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