Read It And Weap

I've got to spill my fucking guts somewhere,
it might as well be here.

If I Die Young

If I die young, bury me in satin, lay me down on a bed of roses, sink me in the river at dawn, send me away with the words of a love song. ♥

Saturday, September 4, 2010



It's 4:03, and I can't sleep without you next to me, I toss and turn like the sea.
If I drown tonight, bring me back to life, breathe your breath in me,
the only thing that I still believe in is you.
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