December 2009
“and once again I cannot sleep”
& all the lost souls.
Tired.
I’ll take 4 pills tonight, and perhaps I’ll sleep the whole night through…
We're talking again, and it's ever so lovely.
thisisaheart:
(via fallingliketherain)
“Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for awhile and leave...”
– Anonymous (via constantflux)
Draft #1
Oh, oh how she wept, Her head on her pillow; She barely slept For thought Of dearest most poignant friend, Who wrote in earnest Of her curly locks of dark brown hair, Living too far west Of dearest city of London, In a room of unreserved flair And poetic words Contained in the walls, And perching on rooftops In quiet harmony; We’ll sit together with opium and tea, A cup for you, and a cup...
