what more can be said? i've put more into this than most... for what?
on a wing, and a whim... to think, too thin... falling apart as we watch.
nothing seems to mean too much to anyone nowadays, so... fuck it.
i want out, and i want some compensation for the times i've wasted.
just a nip on the nose, or a peck on the cheek, something... anything.
call me old fashioned, but i thought this was meant to be. oh, well.
i guess i'll just wallow here in my mire, surrounded by ghosts.
i'm so tired. for reals.
nobody reads this.
on a wing, and a whim... to think, too thin... falling apart as we watch.
nothing seems to mean too much to anyone nowadays, so... fuck it.
i want out, and i want some compensation for the times i've wasted.
just a nip on the nose, or a peck on the cheek, something... anything.
call me old fashioned, but i thought this was meant to be. oh, well.
i guess i'll just wallow here in my mire, surrounded by ghosts.
i'm so tired. for reals.
nobody reads this.