Love The Hangover, Hate The Taste
Me; in a nutshell. I keep forgetting about this app, and I apologize. Feedback would be greatly appreciated.
The past overwhelms me, the present dumbfounds me, and the future scares me to death.
Me; in a nutshell. I keep forgetting about this app, and I apologize. Feedback would be greatly appreciated.
Sitting here tonight, drowning in thoughts. All the battles I've lost, and all the wars that I've fought. Every lie that's ever slipped these lips, Every curse thats brushed these fingertips.
I curl myself up In this little Cocoon, of sorts Closing my kaleidoscope eyes, Hoping Pleading For a drop of the sweet liquor that is sleep The sheep Are taunting me, it seems Literally just...
Her shuddering breath echoed throughout the room like dimes in a tin can.
One of those moods Those god-awful moods I'm not knowing much of everything And I'm questioning Every Single Thing I've ever known Laying here blaring music Who's soft touch always felt just a...