Thoughts of someone lost (and stories of someone finding her way home?)

Tortures of the damned

Young

Thursday, April 23, 2009 by Emma

I'm like a rollercoaster ride without safety or emergency break... With cotton candy in my hair.

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3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Dear shwS.
Damnit... I love rides like that... want to go for a few more?

youngstuff said...

This weekend brought back quite a lot of memories, about you.. all about you.
It's been like seven months or something since i realized i had feelings for you.. a lot of feelings.
Since then you have given me one hell of a rollercoaster ride, the best kind, the kind where you sometimes are scared shitless and really believe you are going to die.. and then, in the last second, things turn upwards again, most of the time, really steep.

Damnit shwS, i have a feeling you might delete this post, maybe for the best, but anyway... i still think i fucking love you.
And having said that, and signed it for real... now i think i'll drink myself into a coma or something and dream about a phonecall that will most likely not come tonight... :3

Anonymous said...

still true