Top Five Fears

Top Five Fears (One being the scariest)

5. Petting a squirrel

4. Losing people that I need to keep me sane, or at least connected to a sane community

3.Developing deafness in both ears

2.Finding out that my crazy ideas about people are actually correct

1.Dying alone and miserable after not fulfilling anything with my life.

 

If anyone actually reads this, post yours and email it to me at TPthora@aol.com? Coolness.

Think of Me

Take me to the grave of angels

I wanna know what its like to fall

Kiss me with your bleeding lips,

I wanna know what its like to taste your blood

 

You tell me all I want to hear,

But is it ever the honest,

Never the honest truth

 

Let me lay my hair down,

Let me know that I can trust you,

Let me cry upon your shoulder,

Let me see inside your dreams,

If they ever think of me,

If they ever think of me.

 

Take me to the ring of fire,

Dance with me upon the flames of sin,

Sing to me the songs of love,

And teach me how to breathe you in.

 

You tell me all I want to hear,

But is it ever the honest,

Never the honest truth

 

Let me lay my hair down,

Let me know that I can trust you,

Let me cry upon your shoulder,

Let me see inside your dreams,

If they ever think of me,

If they ever think of me.

 

I wanna know what you wanna say,

I wanna know all your mistakes,

Let me kiss your every scar,

Let me wish you for every star,

Let me see inside your dreams,

Maybe then they’ll think of me,

Maybe then they’ll think of me.

Well, folks. That’s it. It’s 12:10 a.m. on June 29, and so this makes it over. Although it never started. See how complicated something so simply nonexistent really is? I don’t like you….much.