I had my music in listening to circles by the hollywood undead. I thought about why i felt forgotten by just about every one. Whether they realized it or not it did affect me.. for the people who i thought loved me were just using me and letting me have them as a friend. but forget all that they decide to rip out my heart thread by thread. Just to see if I can keep up with their little mind games that kept me searching. The leaves russled where i was as the wind blew in my hair and all around me...
 Nyreu_Nero · Wed Jan 21, 2009 @ 06:31pm · 0 Comments |
