Seriously your english sucks. You must be a Canadian.
I enjoy getting lost on Texas Chain Saw Massacre roads, driving in a thunderstorm, with ditches on either side of the road, in a minivan with 3 other white girls on my way to Trenton.
Piece of paper on the desk, filled it up with my regrets. Then I stapled it to my chest. I hope the words from the pen burn their way in under my skin.
I wish I could of quit you. I wish I never missed you. And told you that I loved you every time I fucked you. The future that we both drew. And all the shit we been through. Obsessed with the thought of you, the pain just grew and grew. How could you do this to me, look at what I made for you, it was never enough and the world is what I gave to you. I used to be lovestruck now I'm just fucked up. Pull up my sleeves and
see the patterns of my cuts. - Black Dahlia by Hollywood Undead-
