alliebena
The racket I hear outside my window never seems to drown out the noise in my head.
I can't barely handle the weight of it. My thoughts and my actions have covered me like a gown of deceit.
my favorite part of the day is when my friends and i have an ongoing thread about absolutely nothing. it makes me happy the the simplest things can make me happy when i'm in a terrible mood.
i should give me a punishment for the way i think of myself..
cold as the day you said this was never real...problem being you were telling the truth.
as blank as the look you gave me when i said i loved you. i only wish that you're intentions were as clean and pure as this canvas.