You can never publish my love...

Jun 15, 2007 23:05

God, it hasn't been long enough.

Did I drive you away?
I know what you'll say
You'll say, "Oh, sing one we know"
But I promise you this
I'll always look out for you
That's what I'll do

sentimentality. which is a made up word, I'm sure.

news, without verbs: new car, Carolina Tarheel, Biology, new backpack, vacation tomorrow, graduation, facebook, ipod, SIMS 2, sarah dessen books, dorm shit, jenni, cold stone crew, babysitting, alcohol, substantial sleep, fiscal stability

"Worry, why do I let myself worry? Wonderin', what in the world did I do..?"

the highs are lower, the lows are higher, and my family thinks I'm am the adequate amount of crazy.

"Now anything you ask me for is yours
Now say the word and I'll lay it at your feet
I'll meet the pavements down the line somehow
If you keep your promise with me"

am I the only person who thinks that this whole "music solves everything" mentality is bullshit. I hate all people who say "their life is music" when all that means is that they listen to it.

"Why were put in this mess
Is anybody’s guess
It might be a test or it might not be anything
You need to worry about
But if you’re still in doubt
Go and knock yourself out"

yeah, people like that are fuckers.

"have you ever thought about what
protects our hearts? Just a cage
of rib bones and other various parts
So it's fairly simple to cut right
through the mess And to stop the muscle
that makes us confess

And we are so fragile And our cracking
bones make noise And we are just Breakable,
breakable, breakable girls and boys"
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