Sunday, February 27, 2011

Sunday ay ay ay

It's been years yet if I catch a forgotten thought, I am immediately taken aback and instantly eaten alive by the ghosts that I thought have left me long ago.

I don't understand it. I still do not understand it. I never knew what I wanted so you took the liberty to shed me off myself to see what I did want. But even with that knowledge now, I still can't get myself to fight for anything I want because I am a fucking coward and you might just know even less than I do.

Maybe we should just stop starting fires. I burn and I burn and I burn and I seem to keep burning even after it dies.


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