4Slow Ride » when it was over, all we had was 42 chapters and a sad excuse for a pickup line. infatuated. 1215 of the 42 chapters up.

3 The Truth Is This Is The Last of My Dignity igiveup.

2oh my dear you left me gasping for any trace left of you. [i think the boy took this the wrong way.]

3The Full Effect if you werent breathing in my ear, i'd think you were dead

8Like Lovers we blend like watercolors when the rain flooded our mouths. like lovers, we dance colorless.

7I Cry When I Practice Violin let's call this romance in the shape of a carcrash.

3Nameless In June everything was illegable / catastrophic as your deformaties.

11tangible manifesto we were full of rust stained infections, but when we decayed, we'd smell like teenaged orgasms