someone who'll promise never to part, someone to close his eyes to you, someone to close his heart.
this summer i'm going to have to sing in my car by myself. which might make it a bit less fun. although i'm sure it'd be better for all involved, chiefly because i can't sing. i suck. the end.
(yes, i know you are continuing that line of thought farther in your head... however, to keep this from being uncouth, i am not.)
work hurt tonight. something just has not felt right for the past few days and i let my mouth run away from my brain. i don't know what is wrong with me, all i know is something is askew, something is missing, and i wish i could figure it out. maybe i did need a hug, but i can guarantee you at that point i sure as hell did not want one.
...if only i had venomous fangs. darn. evolution hates me.
well. what we learned tonight: i "don't do girls", the obvious really was obvious, and there are things that make me cry. even though i never want to show it to anyone. sure, i knew i didn't have to be "strong" about something so trivial as a sore ankle. but this? i'm glad you didn't look over. because there were tears in my eyes.
but you can take the wheel anytime. you might just keep me from driving myself over a cliff one of these days. thanks for being a good friend, the best i've had in awhile (besides my PLEASANTLY PLUMP puppy). even though you stole MY west side story movie. mmhmm. i owe you. simple as that.
(yes, i know you are continuing that line of thought farther in your head... however, to keep this from being uncouth, i am not.)
work hurt tonight. something just has not felt right for the past few days and i let my mouth run away from my brain. i don't know what is wrong with me, all i know is something is askew, something is missing, and i wish i could figure it out. maybe i did need a hug, but i can guarantee you at that point i sure as hell did not want one.
...if only i had venomous fangs. darn. evolution hates me.
well. what we learned tonight: i "don't do girls", the obvious really was obvious, and there are things that make me cry. even though i never want to show it to anyone. sure, i knew i didn't have to be "strong" about something so trivial as a sore ankle. but this? i'm glad you didn't look over. because there were tears in my eyes.
but you can take the wheel anytime. you might just keep me from driving myself over a cliff one of these days. thanks for being a good friend, the best i've had in awhile (besides my PLEASANTLY PLUMP puppy). even though you stole MY west side story movie. mmhmm. i owe you. simple as that.