we'll talk with our eyes, not our mouths... i used to not mean it but i do now.

[whiteshorelines]

my life doesn't belong to me anymore.my life doesn't belong to me anymore.my life doesn't belong to me anymore.my life doesn't belong to me anymore.my life doesn't belong to me anymore.my life doesn't belong to me anymore.my life doesn't belong to me anymore.my life doesn't belong to me anymore.

so this is where i go to die. and where i live deep within the roots. breathe in, breathe out. i love the sioux indian family. i wanna adopt all of their children and play cowboys and indians and watch my little pony with them forever. i wanna make sure they don't live in the ghetto anymore. i wanna see them grow up and be beautiful business women and handsome firefighters. i want them to know how much God loves them. so i pray... this is where i go to die. this is all that matters anymore. i don't matter anymore. Christ bore my life so i could die and live forever.

well, it's time for me to go now. hold fast.