Funny...no, it's not! It's fucking sick how life works out...
...'cause no one should have it as good as me!
Hahaha, and here you thought I was having some irrational thought of irritation.
Well, life, change, and other forces of the Universe, I can die now knowing I'll never know what I want from her.
But fuck it. It's fine. I accepted it a looooooong time ago, I just never believed I would still accept it now.
Anyway, life, you've seemed to offer me a starter kit. Okay, fine, I'll take it. But what do you want me to do with it? (sigh)...life, you get me sooo....soooo....
why can't we ever say what we want?
I can't die now.
"Now that the K's in place
Where the C use to be
It seems that I'm seasoned to be
In the season of the old me
I wouldn't trade my place
I got no reason to be
Weathered and withering
Like in a season of the old me
Bust the lock off the front door
Once you're outside you won't want to hide anymore
Light the light on the front porch
Once it's on you'll never wanna turn it off anymore
And now it's on
Now it's on
Now that the lake's in place
Where the dead sea uss to be
It seems that I'm seasoned to be
In a season of the old me
I wouldn't trade my place
I got no reason to be
Weathered and Withering
Like in a season of the old me
Bust the lock off the front door
Once you're outside you won't want to hide anymore
Light the light on the front porch
Once it's on you're never wanna turn it off anymore
And now it's on
And now it's on
And now it's on
And now it's on
Now it's on
Now it's on"
Change, let's hug...we haven't in such a while...
p.s., I read that entry and it seems to...to...well, it's probably what you think it means, but none is said in anger or sadness.
Hahaha, and here you thought I was having some irrational thought of irritation.
Well, life, change, and other forces of the Universe, I can die now knowing I'll never know what I want from her.
But fuck it. It's fine. I accepted it a looooooong time ago, I just never believed I would still accept it now.
Anyway, life, you've seemed to offer me a starter kit. Okay, fine, I'll take it. But what do you want me to do with it? (sigh)...life, you get me sooo....soooo....
why can't we ever say what we want?
I can't die now.
"Now that the K's in place
Where the C use to be
It seems that I'm seasoned to be
In the season of the old me
I wouldn't trade my place
I got no reason to be
Weathered and withering
Like in a season of the old me
Bust the lock off the front door
Once you're outside you won't want to hide anymore
Light the light on the front porch
Once it's on you'll never wanna turn it off anymore
And now it's on
Now it's on
Now that the lake's in place
Where the dead sea uss to be
It seems that I'm seasoned to be
In a season of the old me
I wouldn't trade my place
I got no reason to be
Weathered and Withering
Like in a season of the old me
Bust the lock off the front door
Once you're outside you won't want to hide anymore
Light the light on the front porch
Once it's on you're never wanna turn it off anymore
And now it's on
And now it's on
And now it's on
And now it's on
Now it's on
Now it's on"
Change, let's hug...we haven't in such a while...
p.s., I read that entry and it seems to...to...well, it's probably what you think it means, but none is said in anger or sadness.