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Tuesday, October 09, 2007 3:34 PM

no one makes nice blogskins anymore.
=(
ok.
i'm going to take a nap,
then i'm going to study!!



as much as its worth.
i still love you.
i call you everyday,
hoping you'd pick up the phone.
i need you.
i love you.
i'm sorry.
but i need you to learn your lesson.
its for your own good, and mine.
while you pay your price, i have to as well.
but you need to learn, or it'll never change.
i'll always hate you.
you'd always lie.
i'll always leave you,
you'd always cry.
my heart is aching,
but i have to do this.
i cannot be standing here,
taking the shit anymore.
...

oasis
'stop the clocks and turn the world around. let your love lay me down. and when the night is over, there'll be no sound. lock the box and leave it all behind. on the backseat of my mind. and when the night is over, where will i rise?'

riot.
audrey
stephanie
crystal
laura
nicole
erin
mable

boxcar racer.
credits.
brush: funeralmonster. image:fakingfashion.
layout:huiting.