I need you Jesus, more than ever.

How can i just let you walk away.. Just let you leave without a trace?
When i stand here taking every breath with you. Your the only one who really knew me at all.
How can you just walk away from me? When all i can do is watch you leave..
Cause we've shared the laughter and the pain, and even shared the tears.
Your the only one who really knew me at all.
I wish i could just make you turn around. Turn around and see me cry.
Theres so much i need to say to you, so many reasons why. Your the only one who really knew me at all..


So take a look at me now.
Theres just an empty space.
Theres nothing left here to remind me, just the memory of your face.

Take a look at me now.
I'll just be standing here.
But you coming back to me is against the odds..
and thats the chance i've got to face.

Lover, i would die for you. Any time you want me to.

Boob.
Boo.
Bumsicle.

I don't know what else to do right now, about you, about this..
about me.
Don't know what to do, but i know i can't live properly without you.
:(

Best.
Thats what you are.
Friend.
Thats what you are.

My mind and heart race, just to the thought of you.
It's hard to let you go, when there is no reason to..
When your still here.
And i have to watch you.

Theres no need to use strong words.
When they only push us away.
I don't wanna loose the only partial love you have for me,
I can't push it...

You mean more to me,
Then anyone.. anyone i'll ever have.
Your special.. you took part of my heart..
And i'll never get it back.

I can't speak for you.
I won't lie to you.
I can't control you.
I won't loose you.

I hate confusing you,
so i can't say any more.

yuck, old iced tea; a horse is drooling on my face.

as i type right at this momento,
i am OBSERVING a game of guns, power, and sex.

Yes. I said the word sex.

Anyways, i am the damsel in distress.
Stuck with a bunch of ol' hooligans.
Old fools..
Old pieces of poo.
Don't bamboozle with me now!
Hell to the no.

Yes.. I said hell.

Roberto Alejandro Fernando here sitting next to me shooting his bazooka,
is the old bum on the streets, drinkin his crown whiskey, petting his slobbery dog,
and lying to me.
Lying to me about revenge of the siths on star wars,
and is full of shit.

Yeah...I said shit.

And Little Trevor the bloody little magical elf,
is the seeker of love.
He wishes to impress his mistress of inver hills,
and do some fucking magic.

Now that is impressing...

Fucking is a good hobby.

very good for excercise...

Need a punching bag. So I can practice your punch in the face.