je suis une mite.

You knew in five minutes,

But I knew in a sentence
You knew in five minutes,
But I knew in a sentence

So, why do we go through all of this again?

Your eyes are flutterin'

Such pretty wings.

A moth, flyin' into the same old flame again

It never ends

It's not like I dropped the bomb, on my conscience mom

It takes fightin' day and night to make such a good thing die

Out, everyone out

I give too much shit at home

In my heart and mind

It gets me every time

It gets me every time

It gets me every time.

So, why do we go through all this shit again?

Your eyes are flutterin'

Such pretty wings

A moth flyin' into me

The same old flame again

It never ends

faces that i miss. decisions i regret?

what if? what if? what if? what if? what if? what if? what if? what if? what if i told you? what if i said the things i was about to say that night? why can't i talk? why? how can i feel this way when it's the last way i want to feel? what if this is only the beginning? what if this is the beginning of the end? what if? what if? what if? what if? what if? what if? what if? what if? what if? what if? what if? what if? what if you loved me?



what if this was all in my head?
yeah, well it's over now, so i suppose it makes no difference.

My Head's a Carousel of Pictures, The Spinning Never Stops.

i can't fucking stand being in my house anymore. i'm more upset at myself than anything though for letting it frustrate me like this and letting it make me feel so goddamn negative. i just want to get away. away from everything. i like dreaming of starting over, and living somewhere else and have nobody i know there and i could have some time to think and be alone somewhere beautiful, where i could just be free and live.

time drags on slowly. i feel like i have been waiting in line for something all my life. and i don't even know what it is. i just want to sit in the backseat. gaze out the window at the countryside during a car ride to somewhere far away. i think i would take kenzie with me. she would love that. and maybe nathan too. and we'd listen to music, amazing music of course, and we would catch up and have some amazing conversatios again. and when we came across somewhere we would want to stay a while, we would. and we would just live and be.

i just want to get lost.

Go Find Yourself A Dry Place.

I wish there was something I could do for you
I wish there were some words I could say
But I know that you thought it out so well
And I know there is nothing I should say
Figured it all out, figured it all out
And nothing stands up to biology
And truth is built on shaky ground
Depression's all I get from philosophy
And do I really, do I really want the truth I've found?

Who's to blame? The educated remains of dead scholars?
So tell me what's the point of surviving
Why do we try so hard to stay alive?
We know that nothing we do really matters
And it, it will wash away with time
It'll wash away with time
Wash away with time
But there's a feeling I get when the amp is loud enough
And there's a feeling I get when she smiles at me
And there's a feeling I get when I'm staying awake with you, girl
Stay awake with you
And that is all there is, and that is all I need
Someday you'll see, that is truth
The body grows tired when no sleep can mend it
And time has chased and killed all of our friends
There's no place left in the sky for them to send us to
Just lay down and let the light come through the doors
Cover up our dreams, cover up the years
As you take, our bodies will make the raspberries grow

someitmes you fieel like you're on something even thoughi t's juts you going fucking insane and you have a headache and that's not helping either..

je nage mais le sons me suivent!! ahhh

i find that life is easier, when it's just a blur with no details to confuse

i really want to say what's on my mind right now.. but i don't want to. no: i really need to say what's on my mind right now, but i can't.