Monday, July 26, 2010


Sometimes forgetting makes you better

Sometimes, it just doesn't matter

That night we've been together close

That night, it always gets me lost

I should've listen to my mom, when I was little

Sorry mummy, that only now I've remembered to whistle

It's just, that stupid bitch helped me to understand

That I always needed you instead

And yes, I hate this world and everything around it

I hate it when I need them; I hate the fact I love them.

I need to take a break, of all these thoughts; I'll be right back,

just when I'll finish with the shots.

No, I don’t blame you, I ADORE you, yes

You got highest mark of being a bitchin slut,

So maybe I thought I had friends, maybe

All I know I'm thoughtless now