Shadows are security
Chocolate teddy grahams are in the brown boxes. I should've caught that.
I don't know how to express to you that you don't care... or if you do, you've chosen not to give off these notions in any way. Why don't I call you? Well because the last few times I have you didn't even try to talk to me unless we're talking about you. It's selfish and inconsiderate. It presents your lack of concern. I've tried... you can choose to see that or ignore it. Balls in your court.
Angelina's subconscious decided it didn't want her to drink soda anymore... so it tossed it all over my video games. They're all in good shape according to her. The bag they were in however is destroyed. So, I've decided I'm going to buy some luggage. With a lock on it. It'll be good for when I move and if I ever get the chance to travel.
I love these guys more than I realize... but I can't wait til I have four walls again.
I gotta make this happen... I can't do it if she keeps gambling her paychecks away. I know the exact advice I would give some one in my situation. "Cut her loose... she's bringing you down and you're never gonna get ahead at this rate"
Damnit, I've tried to be mean, and insensitive, and caring, and guilt-tripping, and understanding, and supportive (not all at once mind you). This just doesn't seem to seep into that thick polish skull of hers.
I try to hate her, but then I see her dancing to her own tune... literally... in a public place, making a fool out of herself to try to make me smile.
I think back to when I was little and I can still remember the fresh motherly smell of her perfume before she would leave to work...
...All of my strength cannot save you if you are unwilling to help yourself...
I keep forgetting that this Saturday is supposed to be important to me.
Liz, you're the best... you taught me how to truly smile. I will always love you.
SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY!... I'm off of both jobs... Comic book store and tattoo shopping galore. If Cory makes other plans I will kill him.
I don't know how to express to you that you don't care... or if you do, you've chosen not to give off these notions in any way. Why don't I call you? Well because the last few times I have you didn't even try to talk to me unless we're talking about you. It's selfish and inconsiderate. It presents your lack of concern. I've tried... you can choose to see that or ignore it. Balls in your court.
Angelina's subconscious decided it didn't want her to drink soda anymore... so it tossed it all over my video games. They're all in good shape according to her. The bag they were in however is destroyed. So, I've decided I'm going to buy some luggage. With a lock on it. It'll be good for when I move and if I ever get the chance to travel.
I love these guys more than I realize... but I can't wait til I have four walls again.
I gotta make this happen... I can't do it if she keeps gambling her paychecks away. I know the exact advice I would give some one in my situation. "Cut her loose... she's bringing you down and you're never gonna get ahead at this rate"
Damnit, I've tried to be mean, and insensitive, and caring, and guilt-tripping, and understanding, and supportive (not all at once mind you). This just doesn't seem to seep into that thick polish skull of hers.
I try to hate her, but then I see her dancing to her own tune... literally... in a public place, making a fool out of herself to try to make me smile.
I think back to when I was little and I can still remember the fresh motherly smell of her perfume before she would leave to work...
...All of my strength cannot save you if you are unwilling to help yourself...
I keep forgetting that this Saturday is supposed to be important to me.
Liz, you're the best... you taught me how to truly smile. I will always love you.
SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY!... I'm off of both jobs... Comic book store and tattoo shopping galore. If Cory makes other plans I will kill him.