originalzombee

crashride is saving my life....big time.

go buy him something off of his wishlist (if he even posted one)

if he didn't........go see his band when they tour.


if you can't....



WORSHIP HIM.



anyhow, tonight i get my hair cut, zip over to boy beating, then i come home. WEEEE. crazy.


and to everyone
although none of you probably like the weakerthans

the reasons-

How I don't know how to sing,
I can barely play this thing,
But you never seem to mind,
And you tell me to fuck off,
When I need somebody to,
How you make me laugh so hard,
How whole years refuse to stay,
Where we told them to back off,
Locked up blindly in a word,
Or a misplaced souvenier,
How the past chews on your shoes,
And these memories lick my ear.

I know,
You might role your eyes at this,
But I'm so,
Glad that you exist.

How we waste our prescious time,
Marching in the picket line,
That surround those striking hearts,
And the time is never now,
And we know who we should love,
But we're never certain how.

I know,
You might role your eyes at this,
But I'm so,
Glad that you exist.


*corny corny corny*