my diary :

nothing is loud enough




crosses .II.

 

I want to see your face

 

as your mad hopes collapses with your face smashed into the tiniest fractions of scull and brain                                as the truck that appears in slow motion hits your car

 

and I do wish its summer

because then afterwards

I can go buy myself a nice shaveice with grapeflavour  

 

I really like grape flavour 

 

 

 

________________-

 

 

 

YOU LED ME TO THE ALTAR

THEY WERE YOUR WEAK HANDS

THOSE THAT MADE ME STRONGER

 

 

 

 

_______________- 

 





Diary by Lourdes
Read 620 times
Written on 2007-05-19 at 22:29

dott Save as a bookmark (requires login)
dott Write a comment (requires login)
dott Send as email
dott Print text