Sunday, 8 August 2010

6:34 we meet again

Again i find myself in an insomniac daze, blankly staring at the golden sunlight creeping ever so quietly throught my bedroom door. Maybe its because im thinking about you again. Or rather love.
Im plagued by the consequenses of my own actions, my own careless mistakes. But mistakes seem to be the only thing i can achieve at the moment. I can only be used.

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