Tuesday, March 13, 2007

You know you are hot, so just take off your clothes and relax in antarctica with me for the next three weeks until we recover or just die.

i sprinkle our blood to mark our way, and it sunk deep within. so we're deep and in.

im sick of these lies underneath your fingernails.
i already saw the marks you left, now all i have to
do is feel them. and that's the easiest part.
i just saved you for last