OneHundred And Seventy

I can't say anything Right.

OneHundred And SixtyNine

I don't like Kissing.

Stop it You're Hurting Me.

OneHundred And SixtyEight

I don't even know if I want to Go now.
I'm more in the Mood for sticking on some jeans and making cakes.
Please don't make me put on Heels and bruch My hair.

Uch.

Maybe it will be fun.

OneHundred And SixtySeven

Since this all broke down,
I haven't been able to Sleep.
I lie with Eyes closed and hands limp but My head can't settle.
There is nothing to be said now,
But these Lips keep twitching,
Excuses to make It all okay.

I didn't Sleep.

Where is My Sleep?

OneHundred And SixtySix

Blogging in Work?
Hahaha Yes.

OneHundred And SixtyFive

Hot Hot Hot Sweat Sweet
Wet Wet Wet Red Heat

In the middle of it all, I only want to Understand Myself.
Confuse Me, Bite Me, Ruin Me.
Make Me cry, make My heart race.
Break it all up.
Glue it back together.
Fuck Off.
Then come running back to Me,
Tell me in whispers and screams that You want Me.
Let Me eat the forbidden fruit and Lovr every Bite.
Give up on Me and My self-loathing.

Most already have.

OneHundred And SixtyFour

I'm sad to say it's over.

It's not really what I thought would happen.
But then, should I have expected Anything else?
I don't know.

Perhaps it all happened too Quickly.

Perhaps I just wasn't Good Enough.











Lets face it.
It's probably the Second One.

OneHundred And SixtyThree

Maybe.
I should Cut You Loose.

I think thats what You Want.

Maybe.
You're just too Scared to it Yourself.

Hurry Up. I'm not gunna wait All Night.

OneHundred And SixtyTwo

One More Drink Before We Go.


It's not a waste.
It's an experience to be that way.
Waking Up,
I don't know where anything is.
My watch and My dignity.
Dirty Bed Hair,
and
Dark Bright Eyes.

EveryOne seems to have Lost it.
Haha.
Especially You.

OneHundred And SixtyOne

Where would I be?
Where would You be?

Probably still in Plush.

OneHundred And Sixty

I'ma Millionaire

I'ma Young Money Millionaire

OneHundred And FiftyNine

Forget this.
I don't want to be like,
Right, no wait.

You should apologise.

Should You?

Yeah You should, You should at least say Something.
Cause if You don't.
What's the point Man?


Fuck This.

OneHundred And FiftyEight

Wee, sleekit, cowran, tim'rous beastie,
O, what panic's in thy breastie!
Thou need na start awa sae hasty,
Wi' bickering brattle!
I wad be laith to rin an' chase thee,
Wi' murd'ring pattle!

I'm truly sorry Man's dominion
Has broken Nature's social union,
An' justifies that ill opinion,
Which makes thee startle,
At me, thy poor, earth-born companion,
An' fellow-mortal!

OneHundred And FiftySeven

Suddenly Everyone's so old.

With Babies and Full time jobs,
Fiances and bust-ups.
Illnesses have hardly left us since then.
And studying still torments us.
It's been sad to watch it change.

OneHundred And FiftySix

Do you remember this?


Me to.

OneHundred And FiftyFive

Part of Me wants it to snow.
Just a tiny part.
I want to pull on My Hunters and coat and walk
And walk
And walk

And walk.

OneHundred And FiftyFour

I got the Job!
I got the Job!


I am Not a Failure!

WOOOOOOOO!

OneHundred And FIftyThree

He is very lucky to have You,
Like I am lucky too.
To be Your friend, I hope.
Which means I can Blog in response.

To You,
Who puts a smile on Our Faces.



Would you get Old, Old Fashioned with Me?

OneHundred And FiftyTwo

I promise You this,
I'll always look out for You.
That's what I'll do.
My Heart is Your's,
It's You that I'll hold on to.
That's what I'll do.

OneHundred And FiftyOne

What did You say?
It's all about being private and together.
Keeping secrets from each other,
Only to share with Everyone privilaged.

Does it make Your head Spin?
Haha, good!

OneHundred And Fifty

Sometimes I wish everything was much much easier.
I wish I was skinnier.
And had nicer hair and a prettier face.
My self-confidence is at an all time low.

It's the most unattractive thing about me.

OneHundred And FortyNine

I only like the way it smells.

OneHundred And FortyEight

I wish they would hurry up and phone me.
I just want to know!


Pfft.

OneHundred And FortySeven

Please God, don't let this be our downfall.


I think You should leave.
And take All this with You.
Take it, and leave.
We stand on Two Sides. Never Together.
Why Do You Feel the Need to be That Person?
To say that untruth. No Person needs for You to exagurate.
I think We need to re-evaluate.
Ourselves, and what We're doing to each other.

You and I have Never been so Seperate.
Never, and We are so close.

OneHundred And FortySix

White Wine and Sleeping Pills,
Help Me get back to Your arms.
Cheep Sex and Sad Films,
Help Me get where I Belong.
I Think Your'e Crazy, maybe,
I Think You're Crazy, maybe.
Stop Sending Letters,
Letters Always get Burned.
It's Not like the Movies.
They fed us Little White Lies.



I Think You're Crazy, maybe,
I Think You're Crazy, maybe.

OneHundred And FortyFive

Don't. Push. Me. 'Cause. I'm. Close.

To running away, to laughing so hard My tummy hurts.
To crying My heart out and drinking My tears.
To only wanting You to stop for a second, to completely loosing control;
Of My thoughts, of My feelings.
Of My Body. I have no Faith.
In You, in Mankind, in God.
We Trust.

But Not In You.

OneHundred And FortyFour

Typical.
Straighten Your Face, man.
I hate to tell you that I will never make You a book.
Purely because...
I don't think I need to prove anything.

I bet You're making that face right now.

Hahahaha.

OneHundred And FortyThree

OneHundred And FortyTwo

Looking Back,
I don't know what we thought.
I think We all knew,
That what we had was not real.
We lived in a strange floating state.
And suddenly I wasn't who I wanted to be.

OneHundred And FortyOne

I'm a realist.
I'm a romantic.

I'm an indecisive
I'm an indecisive piece of ...

I'm a realist.
I'm a romantic.

I am indecisive
And thats about it...

OneHundred And Forty

BabyBell's remind me of being little.
And playing with the red wax that smelled funny.
Peeling off the line and seeing the pale cheese.
How my fingers would feel a wee bit sticky, a wee bit... weird.

I freakin' love cheese.

Like Fat Kids Love Cake.

Man... I love cake too.

OneHundred And ThirtyNine

How pretty.
How old.
I broke into my Myspace account and found it.
Amongst others.
Nothing is the same.
Thank God.

OneHundred And ThirtyEight

Stormy Mondays, When I need a Weekend.
Sometimes I think it's nice to think of things Come and Gone.

This kills me though.

That all these things Come and

Go.

OneHundred And ThirtySeven

Weaving and pushing and being in sync,
Like breathing.
Heads moving and mouths whispering.
Teeth pearly white against the hot red of my mouth.
Together we make a peaceful sound.
Together it makes a Beautiful noise.


Suddenly I am aware of being apart of it.
I helped to make something beautiful.
I shiver in disbelief.

OneHundred And ThirtySix

Normailty wrapped up inside four walls.
Caged in around me.
Sickness makes me housebound.
To be without a watcher would be bliss.
But no.
Never.

Every corner is so Dark now.

OneHundred And ThirtyFive

What a week?
What a week.

In my head it's like always and forever.
And I can replay and replay.
All the little things, the way you put on make-up, the way you don't take it off...
The small dimples and the hard hands.

I can't hide.
You got that something.
I think you'll understand.

OneHundred And ThirtyFour

Girl.
Breathe.
Girl.