I wouldn't ask for change, 'cause I have a whole dollar bill and it's simple enough...
So, livejournal, Jaharvis came over and we hung out for a while. Then, we went to Andrew's and returned some books at the library. After that we went to Jack's and got him to come outside and play football and frisbee with us after we played on the swings. We had such a fun time. And then I did this cool thing on the swing where it was really low and I almost hit my head but instead my body is flung foward away from the swing and pummeled into the ground. It doesn't hurt, I'm cool. Then we went to Evan's, but he wasn't there. Then we went back to Andrew's to hang out and we did. Went to the library and did more crazy hurt ourselves stuff. It was fun, perfect. Oh gosh...I haven't felt pain in a while. I forgot what I'm capable of! And then I came home. Then I talked to my bro and hung out with him a while. Now I'm here.
Oh man, I forgot my morning! Well, it wasn't great, just worked 'til 12. And it sucked except...I still have the faded memory of her on me. And I smiled. 'Cause I know she exists. And I can't believe we exist together...I just remember what happened and...it's like it was just an accident. A very good accident.
Where's my sign?
"I've got a cupboard with cans of food, filtered
water, and pictures of you and I'm not coming
out until this is all over
and I'm looking through the glass where the
light bends at the cracks and I'm screaming
at the top of my lungs pretending the echoes
belong to someone I usedto know
and we become silhouettes when our bodies
finally go
I wanted to walk though the empty streets
and feel something constant under my feet,
but all the news reports recommended that
I stay indoors
because the air outside will make our cells
divide at an alarming rate until our shells
simply cannot hold all our insides in, and
that's when we'll explode (and it won't be a
pretty sight)
and we'll become silhouettes when our bodies
finally go"
Oh man, I forgot my morning! Well, it wasn't great, just worked 'til 12. And it sucked except...I still have the faded memory of her on me. And I smiled. 'Cause I know she exists. And I can't believe we exist together...I just remember what happened and...it's like it was just an accident. A very good accident.
Where's my sign?
"I've got a cupboard with cans of food, filtered
water, and pictures of you and I'm not coming
out until this is all over
and I'm looking through the glass where the
light bends at the cracks and I'm screaming
at the top of my lungs pretending the echoes
belong to someone I usedto know
and we become silhouettes when our bodies
finally go
I wanted to walk though the empty streets
and feel something constant under my feet,
but all the news reports recommended that
I stay indoors
because the air outside will make our cells
divide at an alarming rate until our shells
simply cannot hold all our insides in, and
that's when we'll explode (and it won't be a
pretty sight)
and we'll become silhouettes when our bodies
finally go"