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[killrockstars68]

i got my days mixed up at work. i went in and they swiched the shift i was suppose to have to a six to ten shift. my manager said i could leave once we close though, if i'm not feeling up to it. that mean's i'll be off by nine. sweet. i'm glad i dont work until saturday. i don't know, this week hasn't been very good. sorry if i've been mean. seriously, it probably isn't you. i feel like laying in my car and talking with adam.

i think if there was a song that i wish had been written about me, it would be by

sweet avenue

tasting you and rain, i walk down to the train
trying not to look down
this day could someday be an anniversary
everything is light and sound
facing forwards going slowly, wait for you to show me
where this train wants to go
living by the hour, i stop for every flower
everything is soft and slow
now all these tastes improve through the view that comes with you
like they handed me my life
for the first time it felt right
thank you for making me see there's a life in me
(it was dying to get out)
holding you we make two spoons beneath an april moon
everything is soft and sweet
this cigarette, it could seduce
a nation with its smoke
crawling down my tired throat
scratches part of me that's purring
softly stirring
i'm a captain of industry, smoking famously
feet up on the windowsill
looking at all these trees i feel affinity with
everything so soft and still
budding at my fingertips
touching you i start to bloom
alive with trains and passing ships
soft and sweet along your lips now
i go "oh wow"
thank you for taking me from my monastery
i was dying to get out
with tears of gratitude
i like my latitude
cross-town train to you
now all these tastes improve through the view that comes with you
like they handed me my life for the first time it felt worth it
like i deserved it.