Pierotte
Member
I think I've reached that point
Where giving up and going on
Are both the same dead end to me
Are both the same old song
I think I've reached that point
Where every wish has come true
And tired disguised oblivion
Is everything I do
Please stop loving me
Please stop loving me
I am none of these things
I think I've reached that point
Where all the things you have to say
And hopes for something more from me
Are just games to pass the time away
Please stop loving me
Please stop loving me
I am none of these things
I think I've reached that point
Where every word that you write
Of every blood dark sea
And every soul black night
And every dream you dream me in
And every perfect free from sin
And burning eyes
And hearts on fire
Are just the same old song
Please stop loving me
Please stop loving me
I am none of these things
I am none of these things
I am none of these things
Funny how sometimes songs just sum up how one feels beautifully.
Sigh i have the shits, i hate hate hate boys, i hate their vindictive behaviour, i fucking hate! And it feels good to rant, rant away!
So thats what ill do. Rant.
Come, rant with me.
I think there needs to be a thread for unintelligable profanity ridden ranting and raving.
None of this advice shit, none of this explaining shit and trying to understand and trying to make other people understand and trying to make sense of it all in its fucked up glory.
Sometimes the best therapy is to just get it out. Get it all out. Have a whinge and just accept that some things and some people will NEVER make sense.
Where giving up and going on
Are both the same dead end to me
Are both the same old song
I think I've reached that point
Where every wish has come true
And tired disguised oblivion
Is everything I do
Please stop loving me
Please stop loving me
I am none of these things
I think I've reached that point
Where all the things you have to say
And hopes for something more from me
Are just games to pass the time away
Please stop loving me
Please stop loving me
I am none of these things
I think I've reached that point
Where every word that you write
Of every blood dark sea
And every soul black night
And every dream you dream me in
And every perfect free from sin
And burning eyes
And hearts on fire
Are just the same old song
Please stop loving me
Please stop loving me
I am none of these things
I am none of these things
I am none of these things
Funny how sometimes songs just sum up how one feels beautifully.
Sigh i have the shits, i hate hate hate boys, i hate their vindictive behaviour, i fucking hate! And it feels good to rant, rant away!
So thats what ill do. Rant.
Come, rant with me.
I think there needs to be a thread for unintelligable profanity ridden ranting and raving.
None of this advice shit, none of this explaining shit and trying to understand and trying to make other people understand and trying to make sense of it all in its fucked up glory.
Sometimes the best therapy is to just get it out. Get it all out. Have a whinge and just accept that some things and some people will NEVER make sense.