Watch the brake lights

This might be my last chance So maybe I should take it I just hope you're listening To everything I'm saying I miss the long drives, the car rides The bad fights, the good times The way you make me feel Will never leave my mind Think of you later in my empty room Where I, I will fall asleep alone Think of you later in my empty room Where I, I will fall asleep alone

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Written on: Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Time: 11:06 AM

Why are you doing this to me? What’s the point of making me feel this way? It makes you feel better uh. Ok, if so, then I’d rather you do so, so that I can lighten my guilt :(

Stop telling me you’re sad, I’m not feeling great either. And yeah, finding reasons to make me respond but I’m sorry to say, I won’t. You can jolly well go on and on with your rubbish and sadness, seriously I can’t be bothered with you lah. Forcing me to do things that I don’t wish to do? Forcing me to reply you? Saying sorry after realising what’s wrong? Oh well, that’s so wrong. Talk to me when you’re lonely and kick me aside when everything’s alright uh. Ha, keep up with your good job man. I don’t wish to hate you, I just wanna keep a neutral point of view but if you continue like this, I’m sorry to say that I’ll just ignore you.


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