should i let you read this?

i hate myself

i gave myself

i have myself

i gate myself

i gaud myself

why am i so useless at all this?

can't do with you

can't do it with out you

she sounds perfect for you

like the girl i always wanted to be

you're from the ocean

and i'm from the desert

" she dresses like a prostitute

has a short temporary

is covered in scars

and chain smokes"

'and she's your girlfriend'

"and i think i like her"

kick me to the ground and you know i like it so much

that's why you don't do it that often

"i never got over you"

'i know'

it's not heart of stone anymore

but i don't know what it is yet

"i knew i'd fall of you"

how is it that i'm clever enough to play the cards so that i get hurt

'can i still call you sailor?'

i'm tried and bitter

' guess i was right about that one'

' do you think i'm special?'

'look at me'

goodbye kisses are never like hello kisses

" if i didn't think you were special i wouldn't be crying into my hat"

'i miss you'

i always have to have the last word