Jul 19, 2004 23:11
This town has good hearts
Bad blood, emotional scars
Never get to say what you really wanna say
We all lie so well
well...
i can't believe this, but i really miss you. no, i miss the substance. some people have absolutely nothing to say...words just keep coming
and i'm just like that now too.
i'd like to pretend you are just the same. i'd like to pretend you are everything i never let you be. but i guess...
and whatever happened to best friends? maybe thats the way friends go. i guess when we pretend we'll be best friends forever, we always know we won't. nothing turns out anymore. or in the first place
i never write in my little livejournal. i remember being so excited to get it, and so excited when you picked out a name and everything. somehow i don't see day to day life interesting enough to post the events in my life. but i guess my random rambles to no one are just about as significant.
so heres to my best friend of right now
maybe we will be best friends a long time. i mean...aren't there dumb sayings about not talking and then "finding" again? one more fucking cliche.
our motivation's out to sea.