Sunday, May 24, 2009
who shot candy warhol
be careful or you'll fall off the edge. but isnt that what you wanted? to fall off and disappear? pop ate my heart. he downed the whole thing in one efficient gulp. like a beautiful monster. candy? i feel free.i cant look at you the same way now, now that i heard what you said about me. maybe your mind has changed and maybe it hasnt. but now, you're totally a different person to me. once you cross me, you cross me.
i hate myself. i hate myself for doing the wrong thing. i fucking hate myself. and now we can't do anything about it but sook. no make that we an i. i cant do anything about it but sook and regret. too many. why didn't anyone stop me? they warned me. i listened and still proceeded. why didn't you fight for me? is it because i'm not worth the trouble? not worth the drama?
you're the only one that has ever looked at me like i was beautiful without my make up on. you're the only one that ever took me seriously. and now it's gone.
is this it? this is it. this is it. i need more to feed my pop heart.
this is what's its all about isnt it? learning from your mistakes and moving on? no. it's about living with your regrets every single day. until you have more regrets for you to sook about.
p.s. lady gaga and pussycat dolls were fucking awesome. MUCH LOVE.
Labels: some people say that i am a lie. i am. and i kill everyday to make it true.
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