The only thing you'll get is this curse on your lips: I hope they taste of me forever.
You know when you play Vegas Solitaire, and you're in the middle of a game, and you already know you're going to lose? There's no way you could possibly win, and it's only halftime.
And you know that line in Romeo and Juliet where he says "Wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?" And all he really wants is a promise of her undying love? I can't decide if that was too much to ask or just enough.
"two hours later we lay on the bed
and i said sorry sorry for making your life a living your life a living hell
sorry sorry for making your life a living hell"
Here's a hint: I'm just thinking weird.
Still, this is nice. That was nice.
Maybe I'll change this journal to just song lyrics. Or just gossip. Except I'd get shot. But hey, as I said, after the first half 10th grade I no longer have a fear of hell.
Halfway through the game and I already know I'm going to lose. See? It's all coming full circle.
I know you don't read this, so I'll find you to tell how sorry I am.
And if anyone asks I'll tell them the straight truth about what I just meant.
And you know that line in Romeo and Juliet where he says "Wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?" And all he really wants is a promise of her undying love? I can't decide if that was too much to ask or just enough.
"two hours later we lay on the bed
and i said sorry sorry for making your life a living your life a living hell
sorry sorry for making your life a living hell"
Here's a hint: I'm just thinking weird.
Still, this is nice. That was nice.
Maybe I'll change this journal to just song lyrics. Or just gossip. Except I'd get shot. But hey, as I said, after the first half 10th grade I no longer have a fear of hell.
Halfway through the game and I already know I'm going to lose. See? It's all coming full circle.
I know you don't read this, so I'll find you to tell how sorry I am.
And if anyone asks I'll tell them the straight truth about what I just meant.