March 2011
“cause i really need somebody. tell me, are you that somebody”
fuckin miserable. fuckin bummed the hell out. fuck.
Don’t want to think about it Don’t want to talk about it I’m just so sick about it Can’t believe it’s ending this way Just so confused about it Feeling the blues about it I just can’t do without ya Tell me is this fair? Is this the way it’s really going down? Is this how we say goodbye? Should’ve known better when you came around That you were gonna...
