it's raining in LA
...And all i want is you to curl up next to me...
LA is amazing. The people are kinda shitty so far, except for my complex mates. they rule. they're a bit out there, but they don't care what color hair i have and that's very very nice, you know? Nobody cares if i have a mohawk or if i don't.
I met a kid who loves movies as much as i do. And it is quite amazing. But i'm not ready for anything else. Not just yet. I dont trust him because of you. You helped ruin me a bit. And fuck you for it.
Being away from everyone helps so much right now, i feel like maybe i can repair a little bit, tone things back...cause i never want to leave. I am in love with it here. for all the crap to put up with and stupid things to deal with, i adore this place and so many of the amazing people i have met. for every 1 asshole punk, there are 50 wonderful people. So fuck you all.
There is a debate in my head right now. DO I EVER TALK TO YOU AGAIN??
I think the answer should be no.
I will never forget you. But singing semicharmed life at the top of my lungs with a little white boy from Ohio in a mercury down Sepulveda with three miserable black kids crammed into the back seat wishing we'd shuddup is pure magic. So much of what i've done is magic.
Fix a flat rules. Boys who can't change tires and dont like to get dirty make me want to wear american eagle again. Boys who want to sleep with a different girl a nite make me chuckle cause girls are stupid. Giant RA'S with hold teeth who make me chicken make me grin from ear to ear. Lemon cake is juicy.
I am promised an avril lavigne cd for my birthday. I'd better get it. We need more coasters round here.
Sailor Jerry Rum is 92 proof and it AINT NO GIRLY RUM FOOLS!
Weren't we supposed to hit Wilshire?
LA is amazing. The people are kinda shitty so far, except for my complex mates. they rule. they're a bit out there, but they don't care what color hair i have and that's very very nice, you know? Nobody cares if i have a mohawk or if i don't.
I met a kid who loves movies as much as i do. And it is quite amazing. But i'm not ready for anything else. Not just yet. I dont trust him because of you. You helped ruin me a bit. And fuck you for it.
Being away from everyone helps so much right now, i feel like maybe i can repair a little bit, tone things back...cause i never want to leave. I am in love with it here. for all the crap to put up with and stupid things to deal with, i adore this place and so many of the amazing people i have met. for every 1 asshole punk, there are 50 wonderful people. So fuck you all.
There is a debate in my head right now. DO I EVER TALK TO YOU AGAIN??
I think the answer should be no.
I will never forget you. But singing semicharmed life at the top of my lungs with a little white boy from Ohio in a mercury down Sepulveda with three miserable black kids crammed into the back seat wishing we'd shuddup is pure magic. So much of what i've done is magic.
Fix a flat rules. Boys who can't change tires and dont like to get dirty make me want to wear american eagle again. Boys who want to sleep with a different girl a nite make me chuckle cause girls are stupid. Giant RA'S with hold teeth who make me chicken make me grin from ear to ear. Lemon cake is juicy.
I am promised an avril lavigne cd for my birthday. I'd better get it. We need more coasters round here.
Sailor Jerry Rum is 92 proof and it AINT NO GIRLY RUM FOOLS!
Weren't we supposed to hit Wilshire?