you me we
weak mean and sordid.
i never wanted you
but i was lazy and easy.
you were sad and bitter
and wanted to rob me of my mad beauty.
you say i am a delicate gorgeous girl
and i am chained to your lying tongue.
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
About Me
- carly
- pittsburgh, pennsylvania, United States
- i'm not like that. except when i am.
in someone else's words...
"You will hear thunder and remember me,
And think: she wanted storms.
The rim of the sky will be the color of hard crimson,
And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire."
Anna Akhmatova
And think: she wanted storms.
The rim of the sky will be the color of hard crimson,
And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire."
Anna Akhmatova
No comments:
Post a Comment