n/m
Well every thing's normal. I don't see the big deal about the Hurricane but w/e. I've been doing pretty good. But this morning my throat hurt like hell. And yesterday my little brother's dumb ass decided to smoke bud in my fucking room. The smell wouldn't go away, but eventually it did and he was high as fuck when my mom got home, and he was like falling every where and stuff. The wierd thing is that I didn't even want to do it when I smelled it, so yeah. Still missing Cuco, and I talked to Francisco today. I'm so glad there's no school today or friday, it's a good break off school. I love this song, it always reminds me of old times when me and Cuco would sing it. Good old days. I saw my dad today. Hadn't seen him for almost 2 months before today. Well, laterz.
Broken
I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph; I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel light when you’re gone away
The worst is over now and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
There’s so much left to learn, and no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel light when you’re gone away
Love. Patty.