For you. You know 'you'.

And then there are them. And then there was you.

To you

Know this please

i will be constantly churning different emotions

you wont understand, 

At first you’ll think you know

but it’ll get to a point where you ll be suffocated by my behaviour.

I like you, hate you, love you, want you,hate you till i bleed dry.

Please be patient and be with me...

a song

Some day when you think of me
i hope you think of me as a song,
a song that you sang long ago
a song that spoke to you as your own.
a song that you heard night and day
a song that soothed your soul
a song that you thought was you favourite
until you forgot that song.
that song still lives on in someone' lips,
that song,it still lives on.

If by some accident you remember me, miss me, know this...































Nothing. This is what it is.

Sloshed up,with my ebb dipping lowest tto the low.

I. Am. Done.

what can be more disturbing than knowing that i  lack the skill to write. now i know how a blunt knife feel when it fails to julienne that soggy cottage cheese.