I try to keep awake
hey yall.
my birthday is in 15 days and i'm so excited about going to champlain for it. it's gonna be super sweet, i really hope arya finds a way to come because we are going to see bassnectar when i'm there and i miss her way to much.
i miss everyone way to much it hurts. good thing i have work to keep me busy and keep my mind off it but everytime i get home i just think about how far away everyone is. Talking on the phone just isn't good enough anymore. thats why i'm counting down the days till i get to see them again.
I miss Becka
I miss Arya
I miss Vicky Belles too.
I miss the good old days
I miss freshman and sophomore year
I miss myself
Just gotta keep my head up i guess
heres som TEB for you
I read dead Russian authors, Volumes at a time.
I write everything down, except whats on my mind.
Cause my greatest fear is the sucking sound.
And then I know, I'll never get back out.
And theres a bone in my hand, that connects to a drink,
In a crowded room where the glasses clink.
And i'll buy you a beer, and we'll drink it deep,
Because that keeps me from falling asleep.
I said, How'd you like to be alone and drowning?
How'd you like to be alone and drowning?
How'd you like to be alone and drowning?
How'd you like to be alone and drowning?
Still i find this narcolepsy slide slides, Into another Nightmare.
my birthday is in 15 days and i'm so excited about going to champlain for it. it's gonna be super sweet, i really hope arya finds a way to come because we are going to see bassnectar when i'm there and i miss her way to much.
i miss everyone way to much it hurts. good thing i have work to keep me busy and keep my mind off it but everytime i get home i just think about how far away everyone is. Talking on the phone just isn't good enough anymore. thats why i'm counting down the days till i get to see them again.
I miss Becka
I miss Arya
I miss Vicky Belles too.
I miss the good old days
I miss freshman and sophomore year
I miss myself
Just gotta keep my head up i guess
heres som TEB for you
I read dead Russian authors, Volumes at a time.
I write everything down, except whats on my mind.
Cause my greatest fear is the sucking sound.
And then I know, I'll never get back out.
And theres a bone in my hand, that connects to a drink,
In a crowded room where the glasses clink.
And i'll buy you a beer, and we'll drink it deep,
Because that keeps me from falling asleep.
I said, How'd you like to be alone and drowning?
How'd you like to be alone and drowning?
How'd you like to be alone and drowning?
How'd you like to be alone and drowning?
Still i find this narcolepsy slide slides, Into another Nightmare.