when the universe slaps me in the face,
hell, i'll take it.
i know i am a fuck up.
i live out of my car.
let's be honest here.
but when the universe,
when Love seems to dance away,
from the people i love,
i cave inside.
that's when i need people more than ever.
and that's when i push you away.
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we should be friends again because i want to know what the hell you're talking about.
miss you. love you.
even if we never talk, you're still such a dear dear friend..
being a fuck up is quite relative.
i hate what i cant control.
loving leaves us all terribly vulnerable,
but if those gates arent open...
i think the latter is a greater crime.
though, admittedly, a hell of a lot harder.
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