the most incendiary of verse/naive of assumptions/skewed of perceptions/awkward of misunderstandings/desperate of desires for unequivocal esteem.

12/7/09

oh just shut up already.

And I want to tell her,
"Your love isn't lost,"
say "my heart is still crossed!"
scream, "hey, you're so wonderful!
What a dream in the dark
- about working so hard,
about glowing, so stoned,
trying not to turn off,
trying not to believe in that lie
all on your own."


6 days till my 19th birthday
4 days/4 finals till winter break & i get to go home;
i don't know who (which) is waiting for me there, but we'll cross that bridge when we come to it.

for now...
music.