kickinglovers

Made off;
Dont stray;
Well, my kinds your kind;
Ill stay the same!
Pack up;
Dont stray;
Oh say, say, say;
Oh say, say, say!

Wait! They dont love you like I love you;




i am only seeing things differently because i was thrown in. caught and slipped. stung. without warning. and now, it has begun. the testing me. watching across a dancefloor as some jerkoff guy tries to feel up my girlfriend, feeling sick doesn't come close the the reaction. there are so many things amiss here. i have to overcome (again) my sexuality issues (rose//tess). i have to deal with the fact that she wants me and doesn't just feel this thing when i am there and without me not. i have to sort my finance. and get out of this town. away from these people.
i wonder. if my living with amy, will make her feel odd? if she does have this jealousy.. there are so many questions.

i hate being home. i am disorientated and angry.



i would never drink from a glass in the dark without shining a light up through it to see if there were spiders in it. and most of the time i still do. an odd fear i suppose.