AidahBurne
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Friday, June 19, 2009
theory of a deadman  thanks for the scars. & oh of course, for the fresh wound. we're just broken. broken little souls. we'll never be okay, you should have believed me when i said so just now. you should believe me now, we'll never be okay. so much for the here and now, it's all the same now i wish everything would change you can't believe a word he says, you can't believe it's not enough. & it's never gonna be maybe, next time, you'll learn to put your money where your mouth is. i don't want to stay and be miserable. i don't want to be victimised anymore. & i've had enough. i told myself i'll never cry over a guy & i won't. but i will cry for myself, for being so stupid, for falling for everything that you said, for allowing myself to get hurt over and over again. i hope your scars run deep. thanks for the memories. i made a move at 10:25 PM
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illuminator
Aidah Burne I'm staying here until you make me move |
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