just talk to me.
April 10, 2003-11:10 pm


i think that these might be tears. but there's no one here to reassure me that everything is really okay. so i don't think i feel them stopping.


i want to meet my echo, and i want him to throw pebbles against my window. i would crawl out and climb down for him. he would ask me why i had been crying for months and then he'd kiss each tear away from me. he would make me beautiful.

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