the flowers you gave me are rotting and still i refuse to throw them away

In novotny's:
I have never seen so much love pour out of ones eyes, when I saw my reflection on your back.
My heart has once again been broken by myself.
I need to stop this. Everything.
I mean that.
I need to get my shit together.
This fucking country needs to get its shit together.


I keep feeling something wrong. And I really don't think its me, but its this intense panicing sadness made up of lonliness. It started this last full moon.


"Things will turn out the way you want, if you stop doubting that I love you. doot. doot. doot... "