IRC-Galleria

I'm Mr. Fucked up Mess
I'm Mr. Matter of Course
I'm Mr. Faithfulness

... maybe that's why I always get hurt so easily.

I'll be there for you whether you wanted or not.
If you wanted me to leave I would still be there for you..
I would only be invisible like a guardian angel.

Mean words from strangers are like a wind blowing against my face but you have the power to turn that wind to rocks and arrow heads.

Can you feel what I feel? I'm the glass and you're stone.
It's your decision to cast that stone.

You're the reviving power, you're the air I breathe, oxygen
that's filling my lungs with life.

In the end, I'm the miserable and insecure dreamer.
Maybe I'm just the type of person that saturates fast.

Whatever you do.. don't rip me up in tiny pieces, hit me in the face, shout it out loud, 'cause it's always harder to take when it comes out of the bushes.


*viils viils, nagst nagst, emo, emo*