…Alone….

Everyday is lonely, she wakes up by herself no love to cuddle her in bed. She spends the day on her own, knowing no one is thinking of her. During the cold night she stares at the gray, dead moon wondering if someday she’ll be watching it with someone else. Everything she does, she does it by herself. one that i considered a friend
i never meant to hurt u
i never meant to anger u
just like u never meant to ignore me
just like u never meant to hurt me
im sorry for what i did
and i still love u with this emty soul that u have left
a soul that wants nothing but u
a soul that wants ONLY u

dedicated to ryan mckinney

one that i considered a friend
i never meant to hurt u
i never meant to anger u
just like u never meant to ignore me
just like u never meant to hurt me
im sorry for what i did
and i still love u with this emty soul that u have left
a soul that wants nothing but u
a soul that wants ONLY u

dedicated to ryan mckinney

By Desolate Animus

I like the night. Yes, it's nice. I can't see ANYTHING..but it's still cool. People are stupid, most of them anyway. They're totally convinced life is this great and happy expirence (Or whatever I can't spell) if you make it. They're wrong. It's HORRIBLE! ....I dunno if that counts as a "Bio" but, uhm, yeah, that's what I think..