You say you really know me
But exactly how much of me do you really understand?
flashbacks of things i dont want to remember
Tuesday, November 30, 2010 / 10:51 PM

where should i go?
to the left where nothing's right?
or to the right where nothing's left?

because you dont know, you dont... and im sorry if i've never told you, and im sorry if i never get to. its not that i dont want, its that i simply cant... bear with me through my sleepless nights, bear with me through my frustrations, bear with me through my ice thin days. i just want to scream. im sorry...



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