March 2011
sometimes I'm glad you have a memory of a gold fish.
- welcome back : ) I missed you.
having a deep cut on your finger and only realising you've got one when it starts bleeding o_o
- so much blood..
waking up every morning, realising that you're still hugging your pillow; that you never let it go during your slumber...
- I don't want to let go.
I'm scared because I don't want anyone else to have your heart. I don't want anyone else to kiss your lips. I don't want anyone else to be in your arms. I don't want anyone else to be the one you love. I don't want anyone to take my place...