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Monday, June 13, 2005


   Hmm...
Well, me an' Lyss just got done talking for hours. I'm not sure what to think of my life currently. I kind wish I knew the purpose of my existance, then maybe I wouldn't have to question it. Perhaps, it doesn't matter, as long as someone cares. I kinda feel like playing piano, but it's kinda 1:30 AM so...that'll have to wait for tomorrow. I think the reason I dwell on my past so much...is because it's so much better than the present. I can remember...going to stores with my mom and dad when I was really little...and they'd let me get a toy...we'd do it a lot...I miss it. Where my dad used to work, it'd give him this certain smell when he got home...I haven't smelled it for four years...but I smelled it today when my mom brought home his old stuff from when he was still there. It's fricking stupid that my life is this big, deep, dark secret. I hate it...but I don't want to be hated for it. So I guess in the end it doesn't matter whether I want it that way...cuz it has to be that way.
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Every time we lie awake...
After every hit we take...
Every feeling that I get-
But I haven't missed you yet.
Every room mate kept awake...
By every silent scream we make...
All the feelings that I get-
But I still don't miss you yet.
Only when I start to think about it
I hate everything about you...
Why do I love you?
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