I'm always daydreaming about you.

I care, maybe a little more than i should and that's why it hurts. That's why everything bothers me the way it does. I feel too much and I dont know how to stop it. I let people get the best of me. I'm always giving them more chances than they deserve.

I shall die with the remorse of my past

I can't even be free around my own friends

so many voices

"Even if they forgave you, you'll never be able to forgive yourself".

I don't mind looking ugly outside the house, BUT IN MY HOUSE WE GOTTA LOOK PRETTY

His laugh>>>>

Come along with me