

Beggars can't be ChoosersThis need to see you crawl on your hands and knees has left me breaking my own two feet. I want you back so I can see those eyes and tell myself that I've won some sort of prize. You are the game that I play but who else is competing, anyway? It's a race between you and I. You're always ahead, focusing in and out the corner of my eye. The thing is, is that I don't even really want you but for once I want to be a winner, too. "I could get him back" is what I keep telling myself because I know low self-confidence is bad for my health. Yet in the end, I'm the loser becBeggars can't be Choosers


Actually...I believe the final stage is acceptance. I don't even think admittance is a stage... Anyway, maybe the chocolates were for myself. I do enjoy the occasional treat. Or maybe they were for Cuddy. She is hormonal. Or maybe I actually like Chase, and they were for him. He does have good hair you know.Actually...
James
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Zombies are looking for brains
Don't worry, You're safe
i'm sad to say i have to delete it though.
the mother of baby mina was offended.
imagine that.
its okay for me to feel like that,
but if its mina
oh god. its the end of the world.
and sorry i'm venting to you. hah...
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I know the timing isn't great
But these things, you just can't plan.
I just need a little time
So I can find myself again...
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Some people fall in love and touch the sky.
Some people fall in love and find quicksand.
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Call me...Rationalization Man.
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it's very contagious....
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Mystel + Reyn= :angel:WingedGuardianShipping
And I'll survive, paranoid
I have lost the will to change
And I'm not proud, cold-blooded fate
I will shut the world away- "I Will Not Bow" by Breaking Benjamin
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