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The shows have been amazing, we have a new chemistry and a new sound and I couldn’t be happier with it.
Things with mark are tense, and we both knew it was coming. He came to the san diego show on Saturday but that’s the first one he’s been to. I’ve begged him to come to the others, but he said it would be too hard. I can’t say I blame him, and if the situations were reversed I would feel the same way.
What can I say. Our entire relationship has been rooted in music, making it together. On the third night I ever knew him, we wrote our first song. We played it. We wrote and wrote and played and played and even though we didn’t know it at the time, were falling in love.
The tenseness that we’re feeling is so fucked up because we both recognize it, we can both talk about it, there’s a lot of sympathy going both ways. It’s like we love each other too much to let the other down, and, ultimately we just end up being really fucking sad when we are together.
It’s not the end, things have just changed forever, and it’s hard to deal with, but we’ll make it, we always make it. I’ll never stop loving you, ever, ever, ever ever and I’ll always love you more you fucker. But you know that.
leave your pain on the bedroom floor again
Things with mark are tense, and we both knew it was coming. He came to the san diego show on Saturday but that’s the first one he’s been to. I’ve begged him to come to the others, but he said it would be too hard. I can’t say I blame him, and if the situations were reversed I would feel the same way.
What can I say. Our entire relationship has been rooted in music, making it together. On the third night I ever knew him, we wrote our first song. We played it. We wrote and wrote and played and played and even though we didn’t know it at the time, were falling in love.
The tenseness that we’re feeling is so fucked up because we both recognize it, we can both talk about it, there’s a lot of sympathy going both ways. It’s like we love each other too much to let the other down, and, ultimately we just end up being really fucking sad when we are together.
It’s not the end, things have just changed forever, and it’s hard to deal with, but we’ll make it, we always make it. I’ll never stop loving you, ever, ever, ever ever and I’ll always love you more you fucker. But you know that.
leave your pain on the bedroom floor again