| You're the echoes of my everything,
You're the emptiness the whole world sings at night.
You're the laziness of afternoon,
You're the reason why I burst and why I bloomed..
You're the leaky sink of sentiment,
You're the failed attempts I never could forget.
You're the metaphors I can't create to comprehend this curse that I call love..
You don't have to speak because I can hear your heartbeat
Fluttering like butterflies searching for a drink
You don't have to cover up how you feel when your in love
I'll always know I'm not enough to even make you think
I'd never lie to you
Unless I had to, I'll do what I got to
Unless I had to, I'll do what I got to
The truth...is you could slit my throat
And with my one last gasping breath
I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt
And all I need to know is that I'm something you'll be missin'
Well, maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that far
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that..
It’s my heart you’re stealing
It’s my heart you take
It’s my heart you’re dealing with
And it’s my heart you’ll break
don't mind the lyrics. no worries. i just find them pretty. i had a fun weekend. well its not done yet, but so far. i heart all my friends. i went bowling last night. it was awesome. i'm still confused. and i've kinda had a break, and i dont like it. i want to be busy again. i need a fucking prom dress.
rae. i cant wait to see you tonight.
emilee. i'm happy we hung out last night, and we got hit on at hy-vee. you're a hoot. :) |
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| i hate school. it's super annoying. especially when you have a four day break and then have to go back. my break was fun though. rather interesting and insane and intense. but i got to hang out with friends whom i love. so its all good. i need a break. i really do.
rae, i'm going to visit you soon. i swear. and cassie, i enjoyed kissing you this weekend. oh, and "you're the prettiest girl in the world."
time to sleep. i need it. big time. |
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| ice skating and poker party tomorrow. i'm super excited.
i love not doing my homework.
i also love candy and sweat pants. |
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| so this weekend was pretty much insane. and intense. but mostly insane.
i have a myspace now. its http://www.myspace.com/radical_a
i will be checking up on this however.
umm dinner time
over and out |
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| bright eyes. <3
conor oberst. <33
emotions are consuming and bewildering and intoxicating
life is crazy
i'm opting for a myspace. stay tuned for further details.
They will detail their pain
In some standard refrain.
They will recite their sadness
Like it's some kind of contest.
Well, if it is, I think I am winning it,
All beaming with confidence
as I make my final lap.
The gold medal gleams
so hang it around my neck
cause I am deserving it:
the champion of idiots.
But a kid carries his walkman on that long bus ride to Omaha.
I know a girl who cries when she practices violin.
Cause each note sounds so pure, it just cuts into her,
and then the melody comes pouring out her eyes.
Now to me, everything else, it just sounds like a lie.
-----so much for a nice quite evening at home. i just keep going and going. concert with colleen tonight and then ice skating tomorrow. :) when will i do my homework? wait, do i care? i didnt think so. |
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