These girls fall like dominos...dominos...
I think it's safe to say that stuff happens.
Some of it sucks.
And some of it blows your fucking mind away with its shimmering pefection.
And sometimes life alternates between the two so quickly and so often that you get lost in the shuffle.
And then when someone tells you you're not crazy you have to wonder.
There are hills you can't get over, and then there are literal geographical hills that you remember, and when you put your hands over your headphones the music can drown out your thoughts. And you listen to the same song 70 times in a row while you post on your lj and write abstract lines about a house in Kelvingrove Park.
And before you know it everything you have to say is gibberish.
Some of it sucks.
And some of it blows your fucking mind away with its shimmering pefection.
And sometimes life alternates between the two so quickly and so often that you get lost in the shuffle.
And then when someone tells you you're not crazy you have to wonder.
There are hills you can't get over, and then there are literal geographical hills that you remember, and when you put your hands over your headphones the music can drown out your thoughts. And you listen to the same song 70 times in a row while you post on your lj and write abstract lines about a house in Kelvingrove Park.
And before you know it everything you have to say is gibberish.