Francine Caitlyn Chye
a.k.a. Hurricaine Fran
a.k.a. Fran the PCD
a.k.a. the happy bunny :D
<3
040889 (August baby!)
Crescent, ACJC, hocker
xoxo
If it's meant to be, it'll be(:
"And sometimes good things fall apart
so better things can fall together"
don't think, just run
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
i just feel so damn empty. i nearly broke last night; i wanted it all OUT. just, everything. like such a long time ago, to give in, to be submissive. to fall back, to relax, to know someone was gonna catch me.
it's not you who i want to catch my fall.
i don't understand the complexity of my sentences. no, you don't understand. you don't understand how it feels to give up everything. to be totally dependant on a singular unpredictable, horrible, wonderful feeling.
YOU DON'T KNOW. NOT THE WAY I DO.
i got so angry. but what was i defending? the source from which my frowns originate? no one is that stupid. but i keep going back for more, more, more.
it's still you i'm looking for.
i hate myself for my caught-up-in-the-moments, my trying and not succeeding in doing anything but the one thing i was avoiding. i thought it was possible to shrug off the thing that mattered most, maybe it was time for a change.
but i'm not ready,
save me, take me away from here, i wanna go away.
it breaks me that our let's-go-for-a-walk s will soon come to an end. i don't know what i'd do without you.
but did you know that it hurts that you can't listen?
soon everything will be ending, a breath of fresh air.
but i'm strugging to keep afloat now.
hold me close;
i'm sinking fast.
-loves.
it's only ever been you.
ex-oh, ex-oh
12:52 AM