And yes, I speak in tounges (or metaphors?)
Days, time, people change.
What a past week Ive had, its been really quite similar to an emotional rollercoaster. One that leads me to believe that there is in fact, Virginia, a santa clause! And that man is god, who knows. I cant really explain it, but Ive had strange dreams.
Im starting to learn to be a man, for her. Its amazing the things that you will do for a person to try to protect them when you love them enough. And its amazing how hard it can be to come clean some times, but that in itself is not always such a bad thing.
I leave for Richmond in a little over a month, that is some serriously scary shit. Serriously. My case goes to trial soon, about half a month. I hope to God they dont take my freedom away, for something that Im not really all that guilty for in the first place.
I just hope that everything will be ok, they dont call it Bad News for nothing, you know!
Life and love are so fragile when you really sit down and think about it. Just like glass, a single bump in the road can change everything, and next thing you know theres rocks flying up at the windshield and your sight is shattered. I must not let these glass lungs collapse by the little stones that are filling them up. And yes, to who ever reads this still...I do speak in metaphors often. But really, doesnt everyone when you come down to it?
I want to plan a simple life for you. I want to save everyone and everything, because If I can just do that, I know everything will be alright in the end.
The Chemical Romance is returning, but Lucy is not.
What a past week Ive had, its been really quite similar to an emotional rollercoaster. One that leads me to believe that there is in fact, Virginia, a santa clause! And that man is god, who knows. I cant really explain it, but Ive had strange dreams.
Im starting to learn to be a man, for her. Its amazing the things that you will do for a person to try to protect them when you love them enough. And its amazing how hard it can be to come clean some times, but that in itself is not always such a bad thing.
I leave for Richmond in a little over a month, that is some serriously scary shit. Serriously. My case goes to trial soon, about half a month. I hope to God they dont take my freedom away, for something that Im not really all that guilty for in the first place.
I just hope that everything will be ok, they dont call it Bad News for nothing, you know!
Life and love are so fragile when you really sit down and think about it. Just like glass, a single bump in the road can change everything, and next thing you know theres rocks flying up at the windshield and your sight is shattered. I must not let these glass lungs collapse by the little stones that are filling them up. And yes, to who ever reads this still...I do speak in metaphors often. But really, doesnt everyone when you come down to it?
I want to plan a simple life for you. I want to save everyone and everything, because If I can just do that, I know everything will be alright in the end.
The Chemical Romance is returning, but Lucy is not.