then drip your ruby red.
over the casket.
cause you enjoy nothing more.

i'll make everything easier.
i can try.
if only you ask me to.
you know i'd do anything.

you make me so emotional.
you bring out the best and the worst in me.

nessa hates deja vu.
nessa hates it when the undead interferes in my life.
nessa is feeling hateful and resentful at this moment.
and i think its cause someone rubbed that effect on me.

but you make that decision.
you stick with it.
and if it backfires.
its your fault.
no one elses.

i hate you claire.
stop making me pack your bloody house!
but i love you bed though.
and i'm sure my friend will agree with me.
i think four poster beds rock.

i only had two hours of sleep.
cause nessa feels that its been so freaking long since she talked on the phone until the wee hours of the morning.
it was fun.
haha.
and my friends guitar made my head hurts like hell.
but i forgive you.
even though you forgot to wake me up.
i love you anyway.

there is alot of things i need.
but then.
i should just get rid of all the materlistic things in my life.

advent is coming.
and i should learn how to be a better person.
and ticking all the boxes on the paper that was given during mass.
goodness me.
i'm such a sinner.
i need serious help.

i'm enjoying my lollipop now.
green apple.
yum yum.
its been long.
forgive me if i think its nice to bite my lollipop.
but tis candy anyway.
so who cares.
yeah.

last night was like woah.
i so shouldn't have done that.

i don't think that passenger seat
has ever looked this good to me
he tells me about his night
i count the colors in his eyes
won't ever fall in love
he swears, as he runs his fingers through his hair
i'm laughing cause i hope he's wrong
and i don't think it ever crossed his mind
he tells a joke, I fake a smile
but i know all his favorite songs
and i could tell you
his favorite color's green
he loves to argue
born on the seventeenth
his sister's beautiful
he has his father's eyes
and if you ask me if i love him.
i'd lie
he looks around the room
innocently overlooks the truth
shouldn't a light go off?
doesn't he know that i've had him memorized for so long?
he sees everything in black and white
never let nobody see him cry
i don't let nobody see me wishing he was mine.
he stands there, then walks away
my god, if i could only say
i'm holding every breath for you
he'd never tell you, but he can play guitar
i think he can see through everything but my heart
first thought when i wake up is
my god, he's beautiful
so i put on my make-up and pray for a miracle
if you asked me if i love him.
i'd lie.