i am a 2 year old addict.
i take pictures with my eyes.
my beating muscle is co-owned.
and if found,do call.

2 minutes.

if you could,

please tell me where is the good in goodbye,

and how do i start to believe when the word lie fits right in.





down on all fours.

hearts were never meant to race.

so where do we go from here?

for the next 23 weeks,here is my hopelist,

I HOPE:

1.we'll be fine
2.you'll be fine
3.work will go just well,fine and dandy
4.you learn to love yourself,please please please

dont make it the reason.

until there is no wind.