so tomorrow is my birthday... fuck birthdays being on tuesdays... i turn 27 yay... *sigh* everyday that passes i wonder why the fuck i'm waiting here, there really isn't anything here i can't have somewhere else... i mean i've really learned that i'm much more apealing far away anyway... my letters from far away are so much better than me in real life... who but me would send his best homegirl a box full of dead dung beetles cause i couldn't catch her the lizard she asked for? then when i see her face to face i can't say anything but "hey, i really missed you" and "wow i'm glad your not so far away anymore and off the meth" see! akwardness prevails... so what then? should i avoid it? nah, that's never been my style, i step up and say whatever i feel... i do whatever i feel and most of all feel...
everyday passes into nostalgia and since i live in the nostalgia as much as today i may as well make today and everyday a day to remember positively.... so i'm thinking road trips to the east coast or something ADVENTURE! "every pirate must stretch his sea legs" a girl once told me and i think i really do need to.
today i deleted the shit out of some folks on my myspace friends list, it was very cathartic. 10 bastards walked the plank
"friends back east" by jawbreaker
Welcome to your new home.
Here's your bed. You'll sleep alone.
Getting everything you wanted.
Getting everything you wanted and some.
Here's the kitchen. Cook alone.
Look at the water boil.
At the table sit and stare.
Soup with bread with so much care for ___.
All my friends back east keep asking,
"What have you done with your life?"
Just a little too strung out to lie.
Suddenly it seems so clear.
Rejecting what you can't have.
Light a candle, smoke and pray
all good sins will find you one day.
Now another month is gone.
Soon it will be a year.
Go to bed and say out loud,
"Is it over where it's all gone wrong?"
All my friends back east keep asking,
"What have you done with your life?"
Just a little too strung out to lie.
My ambition
keeps getting in the way.
When I found my voice
there's nothing left to say.
Inhibition
keeps me behind this door.
My life's a running joke.
What am I? What am I running for?
i think jawbreaker has a song for everything i'll ever feel...
everyday passes into nostalgia and since i live in the nostalgia as much as today i may as well make today and everyday a day to remember positively.... so i'm thinking road trips to the east coast or something ADVENTURE! "every pirate must stretch his sea legs" a girl once told me and i think i really do need to.
today i deleted the shit out of some folks on my myspace friends list, it was very cathartic. 10 bastards walked the plank
"friends back east" by jawbreaker
Welcome to your new home.
Here's your bed. You'll sleep alone.
Getting everything you wanted.
Getting everything you wanted and some.
Here's the kitchen. Cook alone.
Look at the water boil.
At the table sit and stare.
Soup with bread with so much care for ___.
All my friends back east keep asking,
"What have you done with your life?"
Just a little too strung out to lie.
Suddenly it seems so clear.
Rejecting what you can't have.
Light a candle, smoke and pray
all good sins will find you one day.
Now another month is gone.
Soon it will be a year.
Go to bed and say out loud,
"Is it over where it's all gone wrong?"
All my friends back east keep asking,
"What have you done with your life?"
Just a little too strung out to lie.
My ambition
keeps getting in the way.
When I found my voice
there's nothing left to say.
Inhibition
keeps me behind this door.
My life's a running joke.
What am I? What am I running for?
i think jawbreaker has a song for everything i'll ever feel...
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But i think tou should learn finnish if you have a friend that do. Wouldn't that be cool?
And HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!!!!