||[Apr. 14th, 2004|04:37 pm]
when i imagine you, i feel like i'm dead|
when i think of you, i want to choke
i think of times we used to have
i think of times we used to share
we used to be friends,
now you dont care.
i want to wrap my hands around your throat
and actually hug you and start to choke
because i care, because i was your friend,
i still care and share....my sorrow.