emo guys and girls <3
being close to the Lord, drawing, guitar and bass, F.I.R.E, spreaking Russian and Polish, cutting and burning things sometimes including myself. bands, mafia, facebook, being in my room alone with music blasting. Poetry, love pet
I was born in Kirov' Russia. I am a Christian, it sorta confusing but being a Christian ad emo at the same time but i kinda like it. I love to draw, i draw what i feel, to suicidal to actually happy for once(shocking). I;m always sad and depressed but once in a blue moon a guy comes around and makes me feel loved. ^_^ i'm am now coming out of many addictions which aren't going so well but i'll live.
~ Stop ~
I wish I could tell you how much I love you,
how much I appreciate everything you did,
down to the simplest of things, like look in my direction,
to the moment of our first kiss.
I just wish I could tell you.
So thats why I write these things.
So what should I do?
What should you do?
Should you came over here and see me as a fool?
You don't know what I want,
you don't know what I need,
you don't know the things that I've seen.
The problems that I have, to the dilapidated heart in my sleeve.
My feelings for you are twisting and turning,
and I don't know if your happy or hurting?
So I see you walking around, talking to your friends,
like you don't even see me, don't even hear me.
Fine! If thats what you want,
if thats what you need?
Then I'll go away,
just don't breathe.
So please stop, stop what your doing to me,
stop it and just leave, but don't because I love you.
I love you with a burning passion, that you can't even imagine,
and sometimes I think you don't even care.
I hate myself for nonstop loving you,
nonstop caring about you.
You can deny it as many times as you like,
that I love you.
I will never know that because I will never tell you.
All the heartbreak it caused me, all of the sorrow,
knowing that you would never love me,
leaves my heart as a hollow shell of who I once and still love.