Let it Pour
Things have a weird way. Like yesterday after work, I decided to watch an episode of Dawson's Creek, usually I enjoy this show, and I still do. It just figured that the episode was the one where they all break up...booooooo. But it was still good.
I went to Morgan's play...she was a superstar...she has mad skill. It was funny, kinda what a needed.
Then we went on a wild goose chase.
Do you want to know what book im going to buy myself? He's Just Not That Into You. I believe it's the perfect choice, I think I can probably learn a lot from it.
How much can a person overcome before they crack??
I'm going to listen to my mind, because my heart is tired of cracking, and I dont want the crack to get so big that there is no longer a heart. So screw what the heart says, the mind makes more sense....well maybe not in my head since I'm constantly confused...yep....ok....maybe the heart and the mind are constantly at war, like the angel and devil on your shoulder;)
Rumbly in my tumbly
I went to Morgan's play...she was a superstar...she has mad skill. It was funny, kinda what a needed.
Then we went on a wild goose chase.
Do you want to know what book im going to buy myself? He's Just Not That Into You. I believe it's the perfect choice, I think I can probably learn a lot from it.
How much can a person overcome before they crack??
I'm going to listen to my mind, because my heart is tired of cracking, and I dont want the crack to get so big that there is no longer a heart. So screw what the heart says, the mind makes more sense....well maybe not in my head since I'm constantly confused...yep....ok....maybe the heart and the mind are constantly at war, like the angel and devil on your shoulder;)
Rumbly in my tumbly