[try not to lose yourself...]
i'm way past trying
i’m way past caring
i’m way past hoping
you’re always needing
you’re always hoping
wash away your tears









igniting another delusion..
hit-or-miss, red hot disaster.
busy bee, buzz in my head.
our idle collision has seen it's end.

i think the medicine's gone bad...
remember:
sleep was the best thing we ever had...


i'll probably forget all about you.
- posted by angela @ 2:50 AM