I'm dreaming about those dreamy eyes
i feel really bad. i haven't been there for a lot of people and it makes me sad. i wish i could make up for that, but i can't. god i hate this. time. that pretty much sums it up. i wish there was more of it and it was less controlling. time manipulates everything. i wish i could reach out and help this one person. im really worried and i really care about him. sometimes i wish i could take other people's place. it seems like the people that don't deserve any sort of bullshit, get the most of it. while i, the cause of most bullshit, receive almost none. when in fact i deserve to suffer. actually no one deserves to suffer. damn damn damn. im sooo frusterated. i couldnt even help if i tried. i cant even talk to this person. im about to fucking walk my happy ass over there. but nvm. me walking in galveston at this time is just asking to get ass raped. ok night whoressssss.
Oh crashing time can't hide a guilty girl
With jealous hearts that start with gloss and curls
I took my baby's breath beneath the chandelier
Of stars in atmosphere
And watch her disappear
Into the midnight show...