Missing you
a little less each day...

I hate your frickin guts
so much so it's nearly...

Well now I'm dead,
I put a gun to my head...

Pushing these thoughts
farther back in my mind...

When we were together
i really thought it would last forever...

This is really gay
I've bin waiting forever...

Caterpillar
moving slowly...

Some say death is only a release from the pain of...
if so, I can't wait to be released from this...

Hope dangles on a string,
Like slow spinning redemption...

Blah! blah? blah.
that all i hear...

Staring at the wall
the seconds turn to minutes...

Sometimes i find,
it imposible to get...