I pray to God you don't look at me. You pray to God I don't look back.

I hate you. Please don't leave me.	What, she cannot say	I like you; do you like me?	Don't misunderstand this one, it was like palm against palm through a window
Everything3	the art of unseeing	self-hatred	How can I help but use your eyes as a means for self-asphyxiation?
Resetting a break	I love you	Street Harrassment	Well, what happened? Did she succeed?
day strangers	September 22, 2005	About some girl	Goodbye
Johnny Cash	13	just friends	whiskey
Back To Black	madness is a cancer