Hold your sadness like a puppet, just keep putting on the play.
Today is my day for coming upon revelations. Ive came upon the truths about who is really on my side and who is playing for the opponent. I hate people who pretend to always be there for you and suddenly disappear in those moments you need them the most, ironic how life works, but in turn there are those people(which are VERY few and far between)who you can laugh with for hours about jokes noone gets and also understand your sadistic,sarcastic sense of humor, and at the same time these people are still around when your life has turned to shit and gives you that much needed shoulder to cry on, willing to do anything to right all the wrongs.(sara, your one of those few, in the same turn I hope I'm the same way for you.)
Karl and I have finally settled our diff. and decided to be friends,Im not quite sure why i agreed to the whole deal,maybe just to shut Sean up. Karl is proof of what happens when you give someone your soul, it turns to shit. As much as I pretend it doesnt hurt, it does, I try to make myself believe that I dont want a relationship and I just want to have my fun with whoever strikes my interest at the moment, but I do want some long-term love, if my idea of it acutally exists.
THIS PLACE IS A PRISON
And this people aren't your friends
Inhaling thrills through $20 bills
And the tumblers are drained and then flooded again
And again
Ther're guards at the on ramps armed to be teeth
And you may case the grounds from the cascades to puget sound,
But you are not permitted to leave
I know there's a big world out there like the one i saw on the screen
In my living room late last night,
It was almost too bright to see
And i know that it's not a party if it happens every night
Pretending there's glamour and candelabra
When you're drinking by candlelight
What does it take to get a drink in this place?
What does it take, how long must i wait?
~Postal Service
This song is my "Coping With Cheatham County" song. Exitingly awaiting the day I finally leave this hell hole. Im too afraid to stay here and end up like the people I've grown up around, swearing Id never be like. The air smells of deceit, the water contaminated with hate,permanately poisoning your soul for generations to come, I choose to blame the many flaws of the people here with unrealistic excuses, it works.
Karl and I have finally settled our diff. and decided to be friends,Im not quite sure why i agreed to the whole deal,maybe just to shut Sean up. Karl is proof of what happens when you give someone your soul, it turns to shit. As much as I pretend it doesnt hurt, it does, I try to make myself believe that I dont want a relationship and I just want to have my fun with whoever strikes my interest at the moment, but I do want some long-term love, if my idea of it acutally exists.
THIS PLACE IS A PRISON
And this people aren't your friends
Inhaling thrills through $20 bills
And the tumblers are drained and then flooded again
And again
Ther're guards at the on ramps armed to be teeth
And you may case the grounds from the cascades to puget sound,
But you are not permitted to leave
I know there's a big world out there like the one i saw on the screen
In my living room late last night,
It was almost too bright to see
And i know that it's not a party if it happens every night
Pretending there's glamour and candelabra
When you're drinking by candlelight
What does it take to get a drink in this place?
What does it take, how long must i wait?
~Postal Service
This song is my "Coping With Cheatham County" song. Exitingly awaiting the day I finally leave this hell hole. Im too afraid to stay here and end up like the people I've grown up around, swearing Id never be like. The air smells of deceit, the water contaminated with hate,permanately poisoning your soul for generations to come, I choose to blame the many flaws of the people here with unrealistic excuses, it works.