*Edited to add the 'real' post*
3:11 am,
You know that question they have on here about the most humbling monent... I just had one. Obviously we are the sum of our experiences right, but what happens when we are given the opportunity to relive, in some small way, one of those experiences from the other side... the side that is shaping them. This is all so vague, I know... it just seems too big get around sometimes.
I'm seeing how much it hurts to love someone who is hurting...
and while that seems so depressing, in a modern, indie rock way... it makes love easier somehow.
Iris, thank you... I can never thank you enough... You deserve the world
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Sometimes running isn't fast enough
Who knows why we want to rock
Rock the body, don'tdon'tdon't
Stop the body
And walking to the speed of leaves falling from trees
Doesnt always
Cut it
How I am cutting the skin
Of fruits and bodies like butter or like grease or like frozen chicken
What hurts when youre speeding down high ways
What hurts when you can only see lights speeding towards you, not yours speeding towards them
I could go through tomorrow not knowing the difference between tears and blood
3:11 am,
You know that question they have on here about the most humbling monent... I just had one. Obviously we are the sum of our experiences right, but what happens when we are given the opportunity to relive, in some small way, one of those experiences from the other side... the side that is shaping them. This is all so vague, I know... it just seems too big get around sometimes.
I'm seeing how much it hurts to love someone who is hurting...
and while that seems so depressing, in a modern, indie rock way... it makes love easier somehow.
Iris, thank you... I can never thank you enough... You deserve the world
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Sometimes running isn't fast enough
Who knows why we want to rock
Rock the body, don'tdon'tdon't
Stop the body
And walking to the speed of leaves falling from trees
Doesnt always
Cut it
How I am cutting the skin
Of fruits and bodies like butter or like grease or like frozen chicken
What hurts when youre speeding down high ways
What hurts when you can only see lights speeding towards you, not yours speeding towards them
I could go through tomorrow not knowing the difference between tears and blood
VIEW 5 of 5 COMMENTS
saffron:
wow....thanks so much for your kind words in hopefuls!! i wish so bad that i never fucked up like that, i love the river set. oh well, u live and learn. but thanks again....you really made me blush!!
psychicgoldfish:
Welcome mr. really cool sounding guy!