Friday, August 7, 2009

WE NEED TO FIND GEORGE A CANDICE CLOT CLONE !

Currently Listening To: Inevitable//Anberlin
'...we end up hurting the ones, the only ones we ever love...'

What a bitch truth is. I don't like truth. Truth makes you think about everything so realistically that it ends up unrealistic. It's painful and aggressive. It's delicate and wafting. It lapses. It haunts.

It lingers, resonates through every fibre of being.

Its shit. George, Khia is shit. I'm sorry you had to find out that your best chick friend was going out with the chick you like. We are in the same umbrella topic boat. But it's not a burden, it's never a burden, it just hurts. I just miss the days when I didn't have to think about this.

I know there is someone worse off than me at the moment...
Doesn't make mine suck less though...

- dyanne. ♠
'Sorry, I don't speak Abercrombie and Fitch.'

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