It’s sorta like setting your house on fire. (HOTHOTHOT)...Not that you care right? Burning things is easy. Peaceful really and you remind me of jesus or some **** like that. I’ve been locked up for far too long with very little to do. Hey don’t you remember my name? I was the devil on your shoulder but the angel whispering in your ear:

I love you but love is for the weak. I want you but I always want what I can’t have.

Let’s be friends. Let’s be lovers. Let’s be colliding souls on the stairway to heaven. Let’s be forgotten. Let’s forget I even mentioned it.

And she bleeds to you know in her heart of gold. Well not really.

This emotion isn’t for the faint of heart.

I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.

Let’s be together forever in my dreams…

No. Let’s not.



I’d rather not have nightmares every night...