IT'S SO NICE TO WAKE UP IN THE MORNING, ALL ALONE, AND NOT HAVE TO TELL SOMEBODY YOU LOVE THEM, WHEN YOU DON'T LOVE THEM, ANYMORE.

13 March 2010

Things i don't want you to know in order:

My fingers are nailed to porcelain tables, I have a mouthful of blood, The drugs are not working. My feet are stapled to wooden floors, I have a head full of smoke, The people are made of clay. Finally, water has reached my lips.