Teddybear
Who am I?

What do I doWhat do I doWhat do I do
Oh, what do I do What do I be When my heart says yes But my mind don’t agree What do I do when I feel so tortured inside What do I do when your standing by my side Oh what do I do What do I be When my mind says no But my heart wants to be free What do I do when I can’t decide And when all I wana do is hide What do I do who do I believe When my mind and heart Simply don’t agree


Worlds Parallel Prolouge I'm sure people have always at one point in their lives have wondered what life would be like with an evil clone, or doppleganger.Worlds Parallel Prolouge
Most people I've talked to it about seriously have always said the same thing, "I don't know.". Well isn't that a boring answer? I've been thinking about the answer for a while now, not because I'm interested really, it's more out of boredom.
My friends, or atleast somewhat friends, say I always do this, ask questions no "normal" person would eve


nightmares.i. theres only so much you can say until lips crack open and words fall short. he prays that his rough hands and broken thoughts can get the point across, but feeble touches never sounded much like love.nightmares.
ii. he talked of how many girls he fucked, while you told him how many boys youve loved, and watched as the numbers were almost the same. sex and love are completely different. you informed him late one night. I know. his fingers whispered as they brushed along the curve of your spine, not-quite-lovingly.
iii. the only f
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we're crashing cars we used to share.
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Yes, I'm A Loser, But You Know You Love Me.
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Ali
Please visit my other account Casperium [link]
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ZeN and the Destruction of the Art
ZZZeNNN Gallery :[link]
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I think that thumping is at your window?
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