When you would sing that song for me
The only one you know
But I know now, not at the start,
We're going to pieces, we're falling apart
So won't you sing that song for me
just like your favorite singer?

Wavin' bye to the train or the bus
I'm ever so worried because...
I don't want to get all forgotten...
Cause we know
Yeah, we know-oh-oh-oh
Oh we know, a woah-oh-oh

Don't know where we're going, baby
I s'pose it depends
But even if we're all far apart
We can all come back and all be fine
We'll be able to be together again

I found this thing I wrote sophomore year after my good friend died:

Going from recluse to reckless

I raise the glass to my lips

To forget or remember

Or just to hurt a little less

still makes me sad

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"Combat Baby"

We used to leave the blue lights on and there was a beat
Ever since you have been gone it's all caffeine-free
Faux punk fatigues

...Combat baby come back baby
Fight off the lethargy
Don't go quietly
Combat baby
Said you would never give up easy
Combat baby come back

Get back in town I wanna paint it black
Wanna get around
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It seems like you just don’t know
The radio’s on, you're tuning me out,
I’m trying to speak, you’re turning me down

And I hope one day you’ll see nobody has it easy,
I still can’t believe you found somebody new
But I wish you the best, I guess.

fuck you.

people with smaller fingers have more sensitive fingers.

"yea, but i started late in life" -grandma on skyler's gambling habits

ACT II ( Read more... )

Again, the Makonde people indulge in filing their teeth and tattooing their faces and bodies a combination of which appear tantalizing! Makonde are the masters in their carvings which depict human struggles, conflicts, love, passion, good, evil and cooperation all of which are very attractive and mind provoking indeed!