Journal
Can't breath when your to close,
It's like your my heroine, and i'm having an overdose.
I'm trying to hide what i feel,
'Cause i don't know if the lovedrug can heal.
I know now that i'm addicted,
But it's not my fault, cupid picked it.
It's a problem that i don't know how much longer i can hide,
In no time we could colide.
I hope you know that this is about you,
So you could tell what i should do.
nobody is perfect till you fall in love.
i miss ú everyday.i love ú more and more.i hate ú because ú don't feel. and because twilight isn't real.
oke, dat laatste zinnetje was niet gemeent zegmaar :3<3>
"A city sparkles in the night
How can it glow so bright?
The neighborhoods surround
the soft florescent light
Designer skyline in my head
Abstract and still well-read
You went from numbered
lines to buildings overhead"
Owl City - Designer Skyline

Me raar voelen omdat, jij zegt dat ik afstandelijk doe. En ik weet dat ik het doe, maar ik doe het voor mijn eigen bestwil. En ook voor die van jou. Maar jij gaat dat toch niet begrijpen.
WIRDOM.
Merry X-mas
(L)