october fourth at ten p.m.
im starting to see someone i could never be

this loss was personal this time. this time it hurt.

and if it's really that way, just tell me.

i'm sure you think those two things are connected, but they're not.

alot of things are the color of blood.

kid i've lived through others, i made myself so small/i lived through a record one summer last fall/the singer said something i could only feel/i saw him this morning he still looked real real.

god i need him here tonight/i just know he'd get this right



apr�s - vers l'avant

bout cinq...
ate pm - 2013-01-09
2012-12-02 - 2012-12-02
won a.m. - 2012-11-16
long cold nights - 2012-10-30
drowned dreams - 2012-10-30

lame