Dec 01, 2004 21:27
We saw the western coast
I saw the hospital
Nurse the shoreline like a wound
Reports of lovers tryst
Were neither clear nor discript
We kept it safe and slow
The quiet things that no one ever knows
So keep the blood in your head
And keep your feet on the ground
Today's the day it gets tired
Today's the day we dropped out
Give up my body and bed
All for an empty hotel
Wasting words on lowercases and capitals
I contemplate the day we wed
Your friends are boring me to death
my veil is ruined in the rain
By then I knew I could do without
There's nothing new to talk about
And though our kids are blessed, parents let them shoulder all the blame
-I did a chiligraphy project on that, and it was put on the wall in the front of our school. I was happy as hell. I was like YEAH!
love you B-ry!
I'm, at the moment, missing the night 89X stole Christmas 7. I was pissed off. mytop three favorite bands were there:Good Charlotte, Taking Back Sunday, and The Used. And, My chemical romance at the zoo bar. fuck fuck shit fuck!