You remind me of the times

When I knew who I was (I was)

But still the second hand will catch us

Like it always does

My hands are at your throat

And I think I hate you

But still we'll say, "remember when"

Just like we always do

this song reminds me high school graduation (HOW FUCKING LAME buttt) & if I could get thru the bullshit my relationships and my life was then, I can certainly handle now. I am not 18. I am 21, and I am too old for drama.

I love how nostalgia makes you feel like you can take on the world.