Apr 09, 2004 13:08
the end of hotel of the white locust is so beautiful.
the piano part, and his voice..its just beautiful.
..........
we get under eachother skin's like we dont understand.
and yet we do.
we get so pissed off at one another.
'you know, when i talk to you, i need marijuana.'
if i wasnt straight edge, i'd say the same fucking thing.
he makes me feel guilty for things i didnt do.
i make him feel guilty for things he didnt do.
its never intentional.
never. and i know that. i think he does too, he should.
the end results in
'i'm sorry.'
'no its not your fault. its mine.'
'no its mine too. i just..i didnt know.'
'no.i dont know why i get so worked up.sorry'
'are you ok?'
'i dont know. you?'
'i dont know.'
then we both just stop.
and continue with a conversation like nothing happened.
'hey!'
'what?'
'i love you.'
'i love you, too'
then we watch family guy at 230 am until one of us gets tired.
and thats whats so cool about our friendship.