Annie Are You Okay? Are You Okay Annie?

I crave the nights in which i can sleep soundless with you by my side.
I knew that things would never work out they way my mind plays them out but, but my heart still hopes.

Fire Fall Down.
Show Me Love.

I fell asleep, entertaining the thought in which I knew every intimate detail about you. I already do. I looked in your dark hazel eyes and stroked your pale skin. Your bangs fell into your eyes, i swept them away with my calloused fingers. Why do you love these fingers, then ones which have taken the breath from your throat and bruised your delicate skin?
You anger my temper, leaving me breathless, leaving you breathless and without hope. Thoughts stained eyes have scolded me, yet you still reach out and kiss these palms. These palms that have crushed your fingers; pulling you away. Why do you kiss these knuckles that darken thou hazel hearts?
He takes me over and kills thoughts late night hopes and dreams. Please dream of better so i can follow thoughts examples and turn away from it all in the end.
The plates fall to the floor. I wished i had become a new man, believing that i was dead and gone, to take it to a new extreme.
'Fuck you' is all i hear in my ears before these hands in which you kiss with tenderness are launched at you again.
You lie there with no life, no emotion i thoughts eyes. oh baby why. I did not remember anything that ever occurred before, all i know is how you chocked on our love. why my love? why my love did you stay with these murderous hands? I loved you, i promise.

Forever in your heart;
XOSarah

Good Sence Will Kick In Any Time.

Jessie told me that one day I would get over it all. At this point, i doubt it, i've gotten in too deep.
Its gotten to the point where when I think about it my chest hurts. I'm Obsessed.

Why is it that the people who are the most messed up in the head are the best at making music? I guess in return for talent God took their sanity. Such as:
Michael Jackson - Likes to touch little boys
David Bowie - Kind of odd, mentally speaking
The Artist Formally known as Prince - Flaming homo (not that there is anything wrong with that)

nuff said.


I'm hoping to obtain enough money this year to get a christmas gift for everyone in the world, because everyone deserves some lovin', even if they are a little messed up. haha

Have the sweetest dreams in the world, i wont forget about you.

I've Got A God Complex With a Full Clip

Poeple make life out to be a fantsy.
Sitting in the sun reading, laying in bed having a soft night's sleep, kissing your boyfriend.
They all make it out to be magical exsprences, but for once i want to truth.

Falling asleep in the sun and wakeing up with a terrible and very painful sunburn.
Killing your neck from stacking your pillows to high.
Not wanting to kiss your boyfriend anymore because he gave up on his toothbrush.

I have to admit, i envy the late night dreams that dance in my head. If only it were the other way around.
I crave for sleep, but if i go to bed now i will feel like i have accomplished nothing today.


The Knave in which you Crave
XOSarah

You Can't Demisticize Winnie The Pooh. He is a Wild Mother Fucker!!!

My mind numbs on this icecube I call my heart.

{I'm sorry about everything i've ever done. I wish it happened differently.}
I daydreamed that i had cool older brother that cared about me and looked out for me, instead god sent me to a boy who prides on duct taping his little sister to the couch.

I guess it all works out in the end.
I've come to a time were i have to either prove myself, that i'm good enough, or choose something else.

I have the talent, i know i do, you just have to be(lie)ve.
I'm here for a higher purpose, send me thine will, send me thine eye.

"Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou my Romeo?"
I would crawl out my window for you everynight. I would scrifice my sweater as you slept. Believe in me. give my thine eye.

I never knew that being Sassy was a bad thing...

XO

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I'm Sorry, I should have been more.