the red rose; mello
sweet sixteen
romantic dreamer
bipolar
cynical
an oxymoron
loves witty people
song pusher and addict
in a nutshell, nothing but sarcasm and a little glitter
looking at you, i wonder if pain can be better defined, than the slow transition into lack thereof. nothing screams agony like an unstoppable degeneration into numbness. and i only wish i knew what to do.
we need more than reminiscence.
going back to hibernating. it's so much easier than facing up to reality.
