be bad, be mine.
they say, we are madly in love..
and that makes us even more beautiful.
i think at times, that there are so many.
lines, angles, fireflies in you that i won`t.
would never want to pass through and forgive.

and then i recall.
yeah, you are me.
we are deadly alike.

and i hate it so much sometimes.
i wish i could stab you in the heart.
again.

@темы: transparent poison, our morbidly pleasant place, 36 degrees, house at the end of the world