yo, that's wack if i'm not the baddest


profile * old * mail * fucking sign it* or how about a nice note? you go forward / i'll go backwards


its passion laced with fear. a car driving a thousand miles an hour. comes and goes like underground bands, so hip so hot so new. like being drunk and high, like having your friend punch you in at work and wasting the day. we'll make it a while, you'll disappear and i'll act like it fine. kiss like an angry storm, do it like we're kids and just figuring out what this is all about. the boys who like me are all so needy, but you know i wouldnt have it any other way. they all realize they love me much too late.
d-land