(no subject)
It's summer, and there's really nothing to do. It's not sunny, it's not rainy, it's just blah, and so is my day and I hate that there's really nothing for me to say that hasn't already been said.
You take the simple approach, the straight-forward, the direct. And I... I take the difficult one, the one that's probably a little off, and I could save myself time if I did it your way. But I don't want to and I never will.
I miss listening to Blink-182. Don't tell me they suck. I like them.
There are certain songs that stir emotion, that bring back memories, and I'm glad that they're with you.
Stuff is fucked up. (but I liked the way you kissed me goodbye).
You take the simple approach, the straight-forward, the direct. And I... I take the difficult one, the one that's probably a little off, and I could save myself time if I did it your way. But I don't want to and I never will.
I miss listening to Blink-182. Don't tell me they suck. I like them.
There are certain songs that stir emotion, that bring back memories, and I'm glad that they're with you.
Stuff is fucked up. (but I liked the way you kissed me goodbye).