*it must be love*: *I don’t think that we can ever be what we were.. you know? I just don’t think I can trust you*

Mittwoch, 17. März 2010

I don’t think that we can ever be what we were.. you know? I just don’t think I can trust you

These nights I get high just from breathing.
When I lie here with you...I’m sure that I’m real,
like that firework over the freeway.
I could stay here all day...
but that’s not how you feel.

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ModeKarussell18. März 2010 um 19:41
Aloha.
Habe gerade deinen Blog entdeckt und bin begeistert. Und vor allem fasziniert von deinen Bildern. Schön hast dus hier. Stammt auch eins davon von dir?

Liebstens.
Mimi
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Kirstie.21. März 2010 um 06:03
Your blog is beautiful its so raw and very emotional. I really love it not alot are willing to open up the way you do. Its a beautiful read.
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I'm not the first to sleep beside you in this bed It's poisoned with some other idiotic guys smell And even though you tell me that your love for him is dead I always keep preparing to go through all lovers hell I've gotta start believing that you really love me I've gotta start believing that you want what's me I've gotta start believing that you really love me If you say so, it's gotta be so She told the news to me, a planted part of me Not to fully grow to show a way of what could be I asked her to be true, she said i love you too Her eyes were sad and i recall somebody asked do you? I've gotta start believing that you really love me I've gotta start believing that you want what's me I've gotta start believing that you really love me If you say so, it's gotta be so

She just wept Like I could not ignore How can I act When my heart's on the floor? She just wept 'Til her eyes became sore I knew who she was But I don't anymore She just cried To the ruins of time That kept us apart We were doing just fine She just wept She was put to the test Those that she loved She had learned to detest Daddy I've got nothing left My life is good My love's a mess Daddy I've got nothing left What can I do that's for the best? Daddy I've got nothing left My life is good My love's a mess Daddy I've got nothing left What can I do that's for the best?

It’s my heart you’re stealing
It’s my heart you take
It’s my heart you’re dealing with
And it’s my heart you’ll break
It’s my heart you’re taking
It’s breaking bit by bit
It’s my heart you’re dealing with
But you don’t know about it
If you’d feel like I feel
And if you’d know what I know
I don’t think you’d ever play me
I know you’d never play me
It’s my heart you’re stealing
It’s my heart you take
It’s my heart you’re dealing with
And it’s my heart you’ll break
If you’d feel like I feel
And if you’d know what I know
I don’t think you’d ever play me
I know you’d never play me
I don’t think you’d ever play me
I know you’d never play me

it must be love

Mittwoch, 17. März 2010

I don’t think that we can ever be what we were.. you know? I just don’t think I can trust you

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