don't ever let me see those words on your lips...
what the hell's it to me, you still are what i think
keep those pictures around just to stay awake
and we wait for winter, but no we wait forever
i love weird random nights. like hanging out at 501 with the kids and cooking and playing drinking games and taking stupid pictures... and then my exboyfriend shows up randomly and supposedly his current girlfriend is wondering if she should have to watch out for me with him... and reminiscing about 9th grade and all our other sporadic memories... and watching music videos with my big fuckin' brother while having a mini therapy session. oh, and cleaning the hell out of the[ir] kitchen out of boredom...
damn me for leaving my camera at home. at least andrea had hers. w00t! ;p
oh, and slicing off a chunk of thumb was rather eventful. and painful. not to mention very bloody. while cutting a lime... which, by all accounts, stings like a muthafucker. having a friend pinch the shit out of your arm in an attempt to take your mind off the pain of rubbing alcohol... not as brilliant as i thought it'd be. ah... and there's a bit of skin missing from my arm as well. ;p
in other news, i've noticed i've gotten into some considerably shitty music as of late. i think i can figure out why... however, i really have no excuse for not changing the radio when nickelback or hinder or evans blue, etc... comes on.
it's not even that i like the music that much... apparently i'm digging the lyrics. i must be digging deep beyond the surface of some of these songs, cause they ain't as deep as i want to believe they are. haha... meh.
also, lately i've found that i'm dwelling in a drawn out state of confusion and possibly a little discontent. i can't even verbalize everything that's been going on, let alone make any kind of sense out of it. and i'm probably reading into things too much [kinda like i'm doing with those awful songs], but i think it's kinda imperitive. iono... i don't think i'm making too much sense right now... i just don't want to have an intentional deja-vu 'cause i'm an idiot.
some nights she still charms her way out
and hopes to leave with a morning of sleep
keep those pictures around just to stay awake
and we wait for winter, but no we wait forever
i love weird random nights. like hanging out at 501 with the kids and cooking and playing drinking games and taking stupid pictures... and then my exboyfriend shows up randomly and supposedly his current girlfriend is wondering if she should have to watch out for me with him... and reminiscing about 9th grade and all our other sporadic memories... and watching music videos with my big fuckin' brother while having a mini therapy session. oh, and cleaning the hell out of the[ir] kitchen out of boredom...
damn me for leaving my camera at home. at least andrea had hers. w00t! ;p
oh, and slicing off a chunk of thumb was rather eventful. and painful. not to mention very bloody. while cutting a lime... which, by all accounts, stings like a muthafucker. having a friend pinch the shit out of your arm in an attempt to take your mind off the pain of rubbing alcohol... not as brilliant as i thought it'd be. ah... and there's a bit of skin missing from my arm as well. ;p
in other news, i've noticed i've gotten into some considerably shitty music as of late. i think i can figure out why... however, i really have no excuse for not changing the radio when nickelback or hinder or evans blue, etc... comes on.
it's not even that i like the music that much... apparently i'm digging the lyrics. i must be digging deep beyond the surface of some of these songs, cause they ain't as deep as i want to believe they are. haha... meh.
also, lately i've found that i'm dwelling in a drawn out state of confusion and possibly a little discontent. i can't even verbalize everything that's been going on, let alone make any kind of sense out of it. and i'm probably reading into things too much [kinda like i'm doing with those awful songs], but i think it's kinda imperitive. iono... i don't think i'm making too much sense right now... i just don't want to have an intentional deja-vu 'cause i'm an idiot.
some nights she still charms her way out
and hopes to leave with a morning of sleep