Monday, July 30, 2012

Random Text

"To be in love with you,
is like being kidnapped by a prince who took me to the heaven,
then let me fall to the bottom of the hell.
Too sweet to be forgotten,
too painful to be remembered.
Is it an experience or a memory, who cares?
Both are things that have passed.
And "passed" means "goodbye".
And saying goodbye sucks my ass."