The Corner Stone,

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

I tried to be perfect, but nothing was worth it.
I don't believe it makes me real
I thought it'd be easy, but no one believes me.
I meant all the things i said,
when i say i love you.

fuck, i miss you ): you never know, you never know that you're actually making things difficult for me. & i'm tired of being all alone.

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