doctor, doctor, there's a problem in room 64

i miss the nights when people phoned instead of facebooked.
voices instead of messages.
remember, remember.
this kid has blurry eyes and a blurry heart.
runrabbitrunrabbitrunrabbitbang.
it's murder on the dancefloor when your light goes out, or away, or something of the same.

i want moremoremore from you.
i want moremoremore from me.
i want us to just fucking be.

gossip girl... or girl gossip?

i hope you're proud of yourself.
proud of yourself.
yourself.

I JUST NEED TO SCREAM.

cracking the business

i tomar malas decisiones peor.