burning every bridge that i cross to find somewhere beautiful to get lost.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
i wish.
i'm gonna pack up my bags, i'm never coming back. 'cause the years are passing by and i'm wasting all my time. sick of this house, sick of being broke, sick of this town that's bringing me down.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Newer Post
Older Post
Home
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment