May 02, 2007 01:45
dont talk to me about empathy. You know damned well i have my reasons for getting drunk. Tonight of all nights. I faught that good fight. Write it off and better to let it out. Still you don't know what im talking about.
it never ends it never ends it never ends
dont ask me to spend the night somewhere safe among friends. Im my own grown-up and can drive my own car home. But its stolen. I never said i was a nice young man. I dont recall letting you in on the plan. Sorry love. Pirate.
lets go fight the ocean lets go fight lets go
dont ever quit dissapointing me. I wouldnt know what to do with myself. Friends claim i worry too much. They dont know half. Good at keeping in touch. Carry that torch a half-step behind your every move. There you go so here i come.
hide the rum hide the rum hide the rum
friends,
poetry,
drinking,
pirates,
peter