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If it makes you less sad, I will die by your hand.
I hope you find out what you want.
I already know what I am.
And if it makes you less sad, we'll start talking again.
And you can tell me how vile I already know that I am.
I'll grow old and start acting my age.
I'll be a brand new day in a life that you hate.
A crown of gold. A heart that's harder than stone.
And it hurts a whole lot, but it's missed when it's gone.
Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not.
I'm glad that you can forgive.
I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget.
If it makes you less sad, I'll move out of the state.
You can keep to yourself. I'll keep out of your way.
And if it makes you less sad, I'll take your pictures all down.
Every picture you paint, I will paint myself out.
It's cold as a tomb, and it's dark in your room,
when I sneak to your bed to pour salt in your wounds.
So call it quits or get a grip.
Say you wanted a solution. You just wanted to be missed.
Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not.
I'm glad that you can forgive.
I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget...
You are calm and reposed. Let your beauty unfold.
Pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones.
Spring keeps you ever close.
You are second hand smoke. You are so fragile and thin.
Standing trial for your sins.
Holding onto yourself the best you can.
You are the smell before rain.
You are the blood in my veins.
Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not.
I'm glad that you can forgive.
I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget.
yesterday i had a game at Woodbury and we lost 4-1, but i played the whole game again, so i guess that's cool, even though i'm not even playing the position i should be playing...oh well.
this is my last year playing with the high school though, cause i'm not going to play for some asshole like Pat Prindle, and he's already got his team picked, so i'll just get screwed again next year and play JV, which i'm not about to do for two years in a row...
so my dad and Larry Carlson, (both my summer coaches) are going to start a fall traveling soccer team, and we'll get to play teams from like Iowa and Wisconsin and Illinois and probably Missouri, because it's a Midwestern league which'll be really cool...
so yea, i fucking hate our school's soccer program, but oh well...
how are you guys all doin? i'm doin pretty good...
anyways i'm goin to my grandma's now to have lunch, i'll see you guys
much love,
stefano
i hope you had a good day at work kell!!! love you!!!
I hope you find out what you want.
I already know what I am.
And if it makes you less sad, we'll start talking again.
And you can tell me how vile I already know that I am.
I'll grow old and start acting my age.
I'll be a brand new day in a life that you hate.
A crown of gold. A heart that's harder than stone.
And it hurts a whole lot, but it's missed when it's gone.
Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not.
I'm glad that you can forgive.
I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget.
If it makes you less sad, I'll move out of the state.
You can keep to yourself. I'll keep out of your way.
And if it makes you less sad, I'll take your pictures all down.
Every picture you paint, I will paint myself out.
It's cold as a tomb, and it's dark in your room,
when I sneak to your bed to pour salt in your wounds.
So call it quits or get a grip.
Say you wanted a solution. You just wanted to be missed.
Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not.
I'm glad that you can forgive.
I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget...
You are calm and reposed. Let your beauty unfold.
Pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones.
Spring keeps you ever close.
You are second hand smoke. You are so fragile and thin.
Standing trial for your sins.
Holding onto yourself the best you can.
You are the smell before rain.
You are the blood in my veins.
Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not.
I'm glad that you can forgive.
I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget.
yesterday i had a game at Woodbury and we lost 4-1, but i played the whole game again, so i guess that's cool, even though i'm not even playing the position i should be playing...oh well.
this is my last year playing with the high school though, cause i'm not going to play for some asshole like Pat Prindle, and he's already got his team picked, so i'll just get screwed again next year and play JV, which i'm not about to do for two years in a row...
so my dad and Larry Carlson, (both my summer coaches) are going to start a fall traveling soccer team, and we'll get to play teams from like Iowa and Wisconsin and Illinois and probably Missouri, because it's a Midwestern league which'll be really cool...
so yea, i fucking hate our school's soccer program, but oh well...
how are you guys all doin? i'm doin pretty good...
anyways i'm goin to my grandma's now to have lunch, i'll see you guys
much love,
stefano
i hope you had a good day at work kell!!! love you!!!