Tuesday morning
I remember stormy weather
The way the sky looks when it's cold And you were with me Content with walking So unaware of the world Walking on air
My name is CELESTE.Also known as celly/celeteeeee/
marshmellow One-horse town
Passenger seats
The driveway
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he says, she says.
Posted on: Sunday, February 10, 2008
i dont know whats wrong.Posted at: 9:05 PM you think there isnt anything wrong. i thought you were my best friend, i was wrong. its not you, its me. i dont know anything just ignore me i think i'll be better off alone no one can help me this is taking over my emotions. i can say what i want to say now, i dont care if you judge me i dont give a shit if you think i'm changing. you dont know whats wrong. my life is so perfect in your eyes isnt it everything's fine. yeah oh so fine i'm sorry. this is really how i feel. and you, i'm sorry. i dont think i can say it back to you. i dont know whats wrong with me. i dont want it to end. who am i kidding. im lying. sorry. i think all the while i have been. i've committed the greatest of crimes. i dont wanna do any of this i hope i'm wrong. i really dont wanna do this thats why i didnt wanna start it in the first place. this is going on too far. i cant carry it on. please forgive me. you can hate me forever. but i dont know. please. i think i lied, i dont know if i meant any of it. i'm so sorry. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK YOU. i feel so f-ed up. seriously. i know i'm not alright. who am i kidding. but i will be. nothings gonna happen. if something does, forget it. at least i'm sorry. so this is the end, FUCK OFF. |