Fuck my face. Fuck my name.

Jun 14, 2004 19:10

I could tell you the truth like I used to and not be afraid of sounding fake. Now all that anyone is listening for are the mistakes. In a house, by myself, I hear the ice start to melt and watch rooftops weep for the sunlight. & I know what must change. Fuck my face. Fuck my name. They are brief and false advertisements for a soul I don't have. Something true I have lacked and spent my whole life trying to make up for. But I found in a song and in the people I love. They will lift me up out of darkness. Now my door stands open. I am inviting everyone in. We will drink. We will laugh until the morning comes. That is what we are going to do.

Well. redid the layout of the ol' LJ. hope ya like. Anyways summer has been goin good. basically consisting of laying on the couch in front of the air conditioner & eating a box of Lucky Charms, Cinnamon Toast Crunch, or Life. or at my other home - aka, Rachels house. I have been listening to Bright Eyes for a good part of the day. There's not a shittin thing to do in this Valley, eh? We need like a waterpark or something shnazzy like that. Mr Frosty hasn't been around the area lately. that used to be the highlight of my summer. ughhhhh. & my dad banned me from the digital camera cuz he found out I took it to metro. sucks a little. I guess I am gunna go. please - someone call me up!!! I need something to fill up my empty summer.
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