Aug 16, 2006 17:09
Let's set up a show on the side of the road
and act as the cars drive by.
How many times have breaks
torn us apart,
tears as big as white lies?
And why does my heart
sink with the sun,
tears fill the night sky?
But how many times have we set up a show,
and all of the cars drove by?
~J.M. Wall
I went to PAHS with Yasmin to help paint room 125 black. Saw Cindy for the second time this summer. It ended badly. It was her fault, but it's one of those 'it was her fault because I let it happen' things. She's 'do'able(adorable), though, decked out in boy clothes for marching band. I'm just frustrated as far as the relationship is concerned.
"What's new Buenos Aires?"
da_jazz