Cherp Cherp.

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

Until her heart stops.

Keeping up with you is something i could never do,
until your gone, the fasten-seat-belt sign will always be on. . .
A poor choice of words or none at all,
i thought action spoke louder than words, i was wrong i guess. . .
My mistake for leading you to leading me on.
And ive missed you. . .


Its a tuesday morning & i dont believe ive blogged on a tuesday morning of the year 2006. Heh im on mc for shingles and bugger i didnt realise it was till last sat. I had all along thought it was some muscular ache until a red spot appeared. Its all too coincidental that my sis gave birth last wed, and i havent really seen the young chap since thursday night. . .Anyhow my shingles have not subsided even after 4 days of medication and i dont mean to chao keng or what but i really think i should see the MO tomorrow or somthing just to make sure. i mean its my social responsibility that my fellow bunk mates to get infected. . .(excuses)



i miss you so much, a self-inflicted coma,
days drag on like marathons, im running with bare feet. . .

Decembers~~~Hawthorne Heights

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