this is fact, not fiction, for the first time in years
justin (scarborough one act boy) called me today. for no good reason. he is suprisingly easy to talk to. the whole situation is so much more emily's thing though, this little game of unspoken intentions and expectations. it's a fun game, it's just one that i feel like i'll quit before i risk too much. what happened to my naivette? and i admire his..courage? or blind faith? he doesn't know me at all, but he believes that i'm worth talking to. i didn't know people actually did that.
anyway. i'm wide awake its morning, that wierd country-esque cd bright eyes put out along with digital ash in a digital urn, is actually worth listening to, if only for the lyrics. i bought them both back in...january? and only listened to digital ash, but i picked wide awake up this morning and if you get under the slide guitar, it's beautiful. "first day of my life" is my soundtrack for spring.
i want "transatlantasism" by death cab. anybody want to burn it for me?
anyway. i'm wide awake its morning, that wierd country-esque cd bright eyes put out along with digital ash in a digital urn, is actually worth listening to, if only for the lyrics. i bought them both back in...january? and only listened to digital ash, but i picked wide awake up this morning and if you get under the slide guitar, it's beautiful. "first day of my life" is my soundtrack for spring.
i want "transatlantasism" by death cab. anybody want to burn it for me?