life is...?
its been so long since ive posted...how you doing? go ahead if your reading this feel free to talk to your computer screen and tell me how you feel, im sure ill hear it. anywho a lot has been going on...me and kristen as perfect as we can be given our circumstances...me and her are perfectly fine, however the fact of her parents not liking me for ABSOLUTELY no reason is what bothers me. and because of this i barely can see her or talk to her...situation seems all too familiar....those of you who know me well enugh know that i have gone through a similiar situation in the past, and it only ended in heartache....but im trying to stay as positive as i can for us...i really wana make this work... ive been listening to some music lately..Atreyu is such a good band. A lot of people dont understand their music because a lot of it is screaming...but the words and lyrics are filled with such poetic beauty...even if the songs arnt always happen...i found a song that kinda applies to me and kristen...sorta..the one im listening to right now actually
10. Lip Gloss And Black
If I gave you pretty enough words.
could you paint a picture of us that works.
an emphasis on function rather than design.
aren't you tired cause I will carry you, on a broken back
and blown out knees, I have been where you are for a while..
Aren't you tired of being weak?
Such rage that you could scream. the stars right out of the sky
And destroy the prettiest starry night. every evening that I die.
I am exhumed just a little less human and a lot more bitter and cold. [x3]
I am exhumed.. just a little less human....
so much more bitter and cold....[repeating]
after all these images of pain, have cut right thru you,
I will kiss every scar, and weep you are not alone...
then I'll show you that place in my chest where my heart still tries to beat.
aren't you tired of being weak?
Such rage that you could scream. the stars right out of the sky
and destroy the prettiest starry night. every evening that I die
live love burn die
10. Lip Gloss And Black
If I gave you pretty enough words.
could you paint a picture of us that works.
an emphasis on function rather than design.
aren't you tired cause I will carry you, on a broken back
and blown out knees, I have been where you are for a while..
Aren't you tired of being weak?
Such rage that you could scream. the stars right out of the sky
And destroy the prettiest starry night. every evening that I die.
I am exhumed just a little less human and a lot more bitter and cold. [x3]
I am exhumed.. just a little less human....
so much more bitter and cold....[repeating]
after all these images of pain, have cut right thru you,
I will kiss every scar, and weep you are not alone...
then I'll show you that place in my chest where my heart still tries to beat.
aren't you tired of being weak?
Such rage that you could scream. the stars right out of the sky
and destroy the prettiest starry night. every evening that I die
live love burn die