"I Want To Sneak Inot Your Bed And Whisper Everything I Couldn't Say. The New Confessional.
"In The Morning I'd Smile And Nod When You Told Me About Your Dreams"
..and may be that is all i need...
i dont care what anyone says. you can hate my music and think its shit but it means something to me. it means everything to me. and that my friends is all that matters. there is nothing better then standing in a crowd hearing someone sing to you the words that got you through and screaming them back with such passion. for that one moment you're perfect. everything makes sense and nothing can go wrong. because that is your escape and it has been for so long. it gets you through and it never turns it back on you. and its real. and you know that someone else is going or has gone through it and it gives you hope. and its enough. its all you need to get through. its beautiful. and i feel bad for you if you dont know what i'm talking about. and i feel sorry for you if you think i'm crazy. maybe i am but i'm not alone anymore.
"this is your life. now. this second. this is what makes us. these moments. connected. one moment connected to another to another and so on. this is it. this is the future you talked about. how is it? right now. right this second. are you alive?
well then why not?"
easier said then done.
you've changed my life and you don't even know it.
i miss you for all the wrong reasons.
i hate you.
i miss you and i don't know why.
i love you so much.
one day everything will all make sense for real.
"its a post about a genuine belief that i dont deserve the people around me. this isnt subjective. this is fact."
i've given up on caring if you read this or not. i keep telling myself it doesn't matter. but it does.
"butterflies. tired eyes.
there is a body out there that was perfectly designed to fit with mine."
"keep on lo/iving"
too much for me to take.
..and may be that is all i need...
i dont care what anyone says. you can hate my music and think its shit but it means something to me. it means everything to me. and that my friends is all that matters. there is nothing better then standing in a crowd hearing someone sing to you the words that got you through and screaming them back with such passion. for that one moment you're perfect. everything makes sense and nothing can go wrong. because that is your escape and it has been for so long. it gets you through and it never turns it back on you. and its real. and you know that someone else is going or has gone through it and it gives you hope. and its enough. its all you need to get through. its beautiful. and i feel bad for you if you dont know what i'm talking about. and i feel sorry for you if you think i'm crazy. maybe i am but i'm not alone anymore.
"this is your life. now. this second. this is what makes us. these moments. connected. one moment connected to another to another and so on. this is it. this is the future you talked about. how is it? right now. right this second. are you alive?
well then why not?"
easier said then done.
you've changed my life and you don't even know it.
i miss you for all the wrong reasons.
i hate you.
i miss you and i don't know why.
i love you so much.
one day everything will all make sense for real.
"its a post about a genuine belief that i dont deserve the people around me. this isnt subjective. this is fact."
i've given up on caring if you read this or not. i keep telling myself it doesn't matter. but it does.
"butterflies. tired eyes.
there is a body out there that was perfectly designed to fit with mine."
"keep on lo/iving"
too much for me to take.