I wanna be, I want everything, I want everything

I wanna be, I want everything, I want everything
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# Enviado em Terça 09 Junho 2009 20:42

Modificado em Quarta 10 Junho 2009 20:10

She speaks to me in Persan, tells me that she loves me, the girl with golden eyes. And i tough i hardly know her, let her in my veins and trust her with my life.I wish i never kissed her cause i can't just resist her, the girl with golden eyes. Everytime she wispers "Take me in your arms the way you did last night" Everything will be okay, everything will be alright. If I can get away from her and save my worthless life. I wake up every morning, jonesing for your love, the girl with golden eyes. I won't have to wait long 'til she burried me with roses cause shes always by my side. Everything will be okay, everything will be alright, if i can get away from her and save me worthless life. Day one, dope free. I went to the clinic today and got the first dose of methadone. I'm out of dope so i threw away my rigs. Day two, I can't belive it's been two days without junk.Fucking smack, it just ruins peoples' lives. At first it seems so sweet, then you wake up next to a monster. Day three. I haven't had anything for three days now. This withdrawal is killing me. It's like shock therapy to my guts. Day four. Last visit to the clinic. My whole body feels like it's cracking into pieces. Fragile doesn't even come close to describing how I feel. Day five, I'm sick as a dog, but this handful of painkillers and lotta whiskey's gotta get me threw it. Day six, When I'm left to my own devices I go fucking insane. I'll never use heroin again. Day seven, I can't belive I'm clean. Day eight, everyone says I look better. Day nine the parasites are panicking. Day ten, they seems amazed that I'm alive.

She speaks to me in Persan, tells me that she loves me, the girl with golden eyes. And i tough i hardly know her, let her in my veins and trust her with my life.I wish i never kissed her cause i can't just resist her, the girl with golden eyes. Everytime she wispers "Take me in your arms the way you did last night" Everything will be okay, everything will be alright. If I can get away from her and save my worthless life. I wake up every morning, jonesing for your love, the girl with golden eyes. I won't have to wait long 'til she burried me with roses cause shes always by my side. Everything will be okay, everything will be alright, if i can get away from her and save me worthless life. Day one, dope free. I went to the clinic today and got the first dose of methadone. I'm out of dope so i threw away my rigs. Day two, I can't belive it's been two days without junk.Fucking smack, it just ruins peoples' lives. At first it seems so sweet, then you wake up next to a monster. Day three. I haven't had anything for three days now. This withdrawal is killing me. It's like shock therapy to my guts. Day four. Last visit to the clinic. My whole body feels like it's cracking into pieces. Fragile doesn't even come close to describing how I feel. Day five, I'm sick as a dog, but this handful of painkillers and lotta whiskey's gotta get me threw it. Day six, When I'm left to my own devices I go fucking insane. I'll never use heroin again. Day seven, I can't belive I'm clean. Day eight, everyone says I look better. Day nine the parasites are panicking. Day ten, they seems amazed that I'm alive.
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# Enviado em Domingo 07 Junho 2009 16:48

Modificado em Segunda 08 Junho 2009 18:39

Love's a loaded gun

Love's a loaded gun






I want to love You but I better not touch
I want to hold You but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss You but I want it too much
I want to taste You but your lips are venomous poison
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# Enviado em Sexta 05 Junho 2009 13:26

Day one, Dope free

Day one, Dope free
It's just me and you diary. Welcome to my fucking life.
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# Enviado em Sábado 30 Maio 2009 10:40

Something to belive in

Something to belive in
Je me fais rire avec mes sautes d'humeur prononcés ces temps ci. Je sais pas pourquoi, mais on dirait qu'une seule petite affaire peut venir peter toute ma bonne humeur. Ou on dirait que certaines personne me font plus chier, genre mes parents. On dirait que ces temps ci, j'ai vraiment envie de les assassiner parce qu'ils me respectent pas. Ils respectent pas ce que je fais, ce que je dis, ce que je porte. On dirait que l'entiere image de moi qu'ils ont est négative. Et sérieusement, ils m'énervent. Et ce qui m'énervent aussi, c'est tout ceux qui me mentent en pleine face et que je le sais pertinement. Ou bien qu'ils disent que oui, ils vont le faire, mais que non, ca leur tentait pas dans le fond. Genre, aller chier pour vrai. Forcer vous caliss. J'aime pas quand vous le faites, pis personne aime ca. Fake chuuuuuuut.


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Are bells and butterflies
But I'll be smiling when I die

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# Enviado em Terça 26 Maio 2009 19:33

Modificado em Terça 26 Maio 2009 21:09