December 2009
28 posts
I'm always fucking up .
In Miami South Beach for the weekend .
We are born to love as we are born to die, and between the heartbreaks of those two mystery lies tangled undergrowth of our tiny lives. Ther is nowhere to go but through. And so we walk, lost. And lost again, in the mapless wilderness of love.
The Perfect Day
Going to sleep with a Dream &
Waking up with a Purpose
Your so full of lies , i can't believe you broke...
I can't believe i used to like you .
Wonnnnnnnn toniqqqqqqqqqhhtttts gameeeeeeeeee! 8-2...
I miss you and I hope your okay . I wish I could...
