Thursday, February 25, 2010

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Cool advice on smoking up. Mary Jane.

This doesn't marks anymore sadness. It's just become an emotionless part of me. Ask them about it.

So you don't ever come telling me about all these things that I don't believe in anymore. You can get me some high and walk away.

She got it well out of me, but there was no love at all. What is that?

Then, I looked at her and said, "What the fuck". And I walked away.

I'm sorry if I were to hurt you in anyway, but you won't be able to know me for me cos I won't allow it. Because I had my first and my last.