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sometimes the days seem like a blurry mess
with so much going on it seems like this is the only way to ever remember
that one summer where i took off from the rest of the world
to escape the atmosphere of that which is bathurst
all the little parties with people i never liked
and days spent working in a job that i could never like
working for people i could never respect
last night was magical. i met wintersleep and talked to them and got free pins. paul is a lot nicer than i thought and gave me a high five when we met later on that night again. loel is amaizing and so friendly. adored the starting band sylvie. sleeping on sheena's futon and getting periodically woken up by the constant sounds of sirens.
but i lost lori's sweater on the c-train this morning so now i'm sad and worried she's going to freak even though i am going to buy her a new one.
as much as i love it here, there's a certain price that i have to pay to live here. sometimes it's like walking on eggshells and even though i try to thread lightly i can still feel the sharp edges drawing blood. i just want a place to call my own and even though i have it, it seems soo far away right now and out of reach
i've decided on a tatoo. gerry wants to do it for me but maybe having your ex doing an at home tatoo isn't such a good idea..even though he is an artist...so this is motivation to get it done before i leave here.
i miss so much of a life i used to live
but love so much of the life i live now
sometimes i wish i could have the best of both worlds
but then nothing is that perfect
sometimes i think my life is a wonderful little mess
just enough drama to keep me on my toes
but then just enough order to keep me going
my thoughts are everywhere
with so much going on it seems like this is the only way to ever remember
that one summer where i took off from the rest of the world
to escape the atmosphere of that which is bathurst
all the little parties with people i never liked
and days spent working in a job that i could never like
working for people i could never respect
last night was magical. i met wintersleep and talked to them and got free pins. paul is a lot nicer than i thought and gave me a high five when we met later on that night again. loel is amaizing and so friendly. adored the starting band sylvie. sleeping on sheena's futon and getting periodically woken up by the constant sounds of sirens.
but i lost lori's sweater on the c-train this morning so now i'm sad and worried she's going to freak even though i am going to buy her a new one.
as much as i love it here, there's a certain price that i have to pay to live here. sometimes it's like walking on eggshells and even though i try to thread lightly i can still feel the sharp edges drawing blood. i just want a place to call my own and even though i have it, it seems soo far away right now and out of reach
i've decided on a tatoo. gerry wants to do it for me but maybe having your ex doing an at home tatoo isn't such a good idea..even though he is an artist...so this is motivation to get it done before i leave here.
i miss so much of a life i used to live
but love so much of the life i live now
sometimes i wish i could have the best of both worlds
but then nothing is that perfect
sometimes i think my life is a wonderful little mess
just enough drama to keep me on my toes
but then just enough order to keep me going
my thoughts are everywhere