Join Date: Nov 2007
Location: A Fruitloop Daydream
I wasn't ever hyper though I was always quiet and had few friends because of it, pretty much been that way all my life except that now a days I have no friends.
Even if our scars donít match thereís no wrong you canít make better if you can figure out a way to change your mind.
And sure thereís things I regret not doing or doing. Those thoughts climb my spine like spiders, and then Iím really the stranger in my own bed,
and that ball of nervous gets pushed into every crack. Thatís whatís holding the bricks together.