Sep 28, 2004 12:45
We could be perfect one last night
And die like star-crossed lovers when we fight
And we can settle this affair
If you would shed your yellow take my hand
And then we'll solve the mystery of laceration gravity.
thanks, mom, for reminding me how much i suck. i know i'm a failure but do you have to remind me every day? it's not like i wanted to have a good day or anything..........
*edit* you know what? fuck her, i'm going to have a good day if it kills me.