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last night was such great fun. except, i've never conversed with people about bodily functions so much in my whole life, but it was absolutely hilarious.ben,holly,sip,samba,tess-you guys are so much fun to hang out with till the wee hours of the night..thanks for coming, really.
tim and i had our last conversation (in the car) till we talk during spring break like on the phone or something. it was sort of serious and mostly about stuff that we remember about each other. kind of sweet. we even talked about meeting for the first time, which was really goofy. but i'll miss him for sure. being without a friend in cancun seems like it will suck badly, but--my goal is to make at least one...
i do hope to see Miss E. tomorrow. maybe spending time with her will make me feel better since this week has been mostly shitness.
I've got a cupboard with cans of food, filtered water,
And pictures of you and i'm not coming out
Until this is all over
And i'm looking through the glass where the light bends
At the cracks
And i'm screaming at the top of my lungs pretending
The echoes belong to someone
Someone i used to know
And we become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
Ba ba ba...
I wanted to walk through the empty streets
And feel something constant under my feet,
But all the news reports recommended that
I stay indoors
Because the air outside will make our cells
Divide at an alarming rate until our shells
Simply cannot hold all our insides in,
And that's when we'll explode
(and it won't be a pretty sight)
And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
Ba ba ba...
And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
Ba ba ba...
And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
Ba ba ba...
And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
Ba ba ba...
And we'll become
And we'll become
-oh and i just had a delicous dinner with the fam. but mom didn't seem to miss me as much as i missed her today. i felt so bad so i got up from the dinner table with everyone continuing to eat...
tim and i had our last conversation (in the car) till we talk during spring break like on the phone or something. it was sort of serious and mostly about stuff that we remember about each other. kind of sweet. we even talked about meeting for the first time, which was really goofy. but i'll miss him for sure. being without a friend in cancun seems like it will suck badly, but--my goal is to make at least one...
i do hope to see Miss E. tomorrow. maybe spending time with her will make me feel better since this week has been mostly shitness.
I've got a cupboard with cans of food, filtered water,
And pictures of you and i'm not coming out
Until this is all over
And i'm looking through the glass where the light bends
At the cracks
And i'm screaming at the top of my lungs pretending
The echoes belong to someone
Someone i used to know
And we become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
Ba ba ba...
I wanted to walk through the empty streets
And feel something constant under my feet,
But all the news reports recommended that
I stay indoors
Because the air outside will make our cells
Divide at an alarming rate until our shells
Simply cannot hold all our insides in,
And that's when we'll explode
(and it won't be a pretty sight)
And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
Ba ba ba...
And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
Ba ba ba...
And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
Ba ba ba...
And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
Ba ba ba...
And we'll become
And we'll become
-oh and i just had a delicous dinner with the fam. but mom didn't seem to miss me as much as i missed her today. i felt so bad so i got up from the dinner table with everyone continuing to eat...