fuck

i hated today so much.
i can't believe it's been fucking eight years.
and i hate seeing my mom like this.
she'd be eight years old. she'd be in fourth grade. but she's not.

rest in peace, baby sister. 2/14/00-4/17/00





i cant decide how i feel right now.





She tries too much.
She doesn't smile enough.
She's got these great ideas
And no one to hear them.
I waited for you.
Why won't you just tell me?

She tries too much.
She doesn't smile enough.
She's got these great ideas
And no one to hear them.
I waited for you.
Why won't you just tell me?



I've got these perfect pictures in my head of possibility
It was the words you whispered then
They led me to believe
You led me to believe



I've stayed up for the past few nights
And over time I have realized
That after all of the time that
I gave and I gave
It never kept you awake
But it pushed me to stay right here
And wait around for you
Just wait right here



I think of all the songs we used to play and then
I think of you and it's alright.
I think of you and it's alright.
Well it's this sort of thing that gets me
to lose my mind
and it's the flash, flashy eyes
that make it worthwhile.
Everytime when we get together
we just fall in love again.



we’re gonna say goodbye
we’re gonna say goodnight
i wish there was more time
Because we’re givin it up
but we’ll be just fine
we’re gonna go, go, go
to the next state line
and we’re livin it up
leave it all behind
and we’ll say goodnight
to a closing skyline



I'm still in love with who I wish you were
And I wish you were here