Falling Slowly

Words fall through me, and always fool me. And I can't react.

Så vad hände med min barndom? Var tog den vägen?






I'm just the weirdo, hanging out with the people. I don't know what to say and I don't know how to say it; whenever I speak it's at the wrong time. I'm like a part of a wheen, a spoke. Nut being a hub, I'm basically useless. And I'm never great at anything, just fairly good at loads of things. But I'm never great. I'll never be, and I'm not even funny. I'm just the weirdo.

And I'm trying to hold everything  together at home... but how can I when I can't even keep myself together? I'm pretty weak for being a man.

Kommentarer
Postat av: JJ

but darling, at least you're my favourite weirdo =)<3

2008-09-25 @ 22:34:50
URL: http://enni.blogg.se/
Postat av: Scis

You know all that isn't true, as I've already told you. I think you are great at a many things and you're defenitly not useless.

2008-09-26 @ 09:02:56
Postat av: Ebbs

Naw vad gullig ni är..! <3

2008-09-26 @ 12:13:39
URL: http://eiregobrach.blogg.se/
Postat av: Språkpolisen

Vem av oss niar du?;P

2008-09-26 @ 16:57:50
Postat av: Ebbs

Er båda = ni. Duh.. ;P

2008-09-26 @ 19:55:21
Postat av: Språkpolisen

Jaha, men du skrev "gullig" i singular...;)

2008-09-26 @ 22:02:58

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