shit has hit the fan
And every time I've held a rose
It seems I only felt the thorns
And so it goes, and so it goes
And so will you soon I suppose
But if my silence made you leave
Then that would be my worst mistake
So I will share this room with you
And you can have this heart to break
So I would choose to be with you
That's if the choice were mine to make
But you can make decisions too
And you can have this heart to break
that's just a few selected verses, it made me cry driving home from mt. pleasant
new years was pretty sucky. it was decent at first, but then the shit hit the fan.
new years comes every year. there's really nothing new about it. just another opportunity to do the same things you did last year.
it makes you wonder. we are who we are right? how much of that changes throughout our lives? how much of it can we change? i really don't like sounding like shit in my LJ, so i think i'm gona stop. it's been exceedingly painful not to capitalize starts of sentences in this post, but I wanted not to.
bye
It seems I only felt the thorns
And so it goes, and so it goes
And so will you soon I suppose
But if my silence made you leave
Then that would be my worst mistake
So I will share this room with you
And you can have this heart to break
So I would choose to be with you
That's if the choice were mine to make
But you can make decisions too
And you can have this heart to break
that's just a few selected verses, it made me cry driving home from mt. pleasant
new years was pretty sucky. it was decent at first, but then the shit hit the fan.
new years comes every year. there's really nothing new about it. just another opportunity to do the same things you did last year.
it makes you wonder. we are who we are right? how much of that changes throughout our lives? how much of it can we change? i really don't like sounding like shit in my LJ, so i think i'm gona stop. it's been exceedingly painful not to capitalize starts of sentences in this post, but I wanted not to.
bye