october fifth at eight thirty p.m.
nothing beautiful ever happens

totally.

some people are like magnets that pull me in moreso than others. i'm too weak to resist. would it be too much to ask for you to stop?

if i never sleep, tomorrow will never come. this is why i have such a problem.

you call me a genious when i write down all my fears.

apr�s - vers l'avant

bout cinq...
ate pm - 2013-01-09
2012-12-02 - 2012-12-02
won a.m. - 2012-11-16
long cold nights - 2012-10-30
drowned dreams - 2012-10-30

lame