if i could tell the truth
"i fell apart in your arms for the last time,
and i felt free to do what i want
because of the things you told me."
if circa survive's new album blue sky noise isn't going to be on the soundtrack to my summer,
i don't know what is.
except maybe paramore's brand new eyes
and paper route's absence.
i feel tired.
i tried to sleep. i promised i would.
but i had a nightmare.
and i'm not surprised.
my lungs hurt.
i want a hospital stay.