foggy nights

I swim across an ocean It's my matress in the basement I'm sweatin' out excuses That would make your stomach turn The road we drove last night Stretched from the desert to Las Vegas We filled our cups, and lit one up The snow began to burn maybe, we were made, We were made for each other Ahh, is it possible for the World to look this way forever? I talked so much, I'm sure I didn't realize I'd gone crazy Didn't catch my bloody nose Or that my heart tried to explode I still live with my High School friends Some people never change at all We're still the same compulsive drunks We were when we were small A long way from from a firework daze But i still like to burn,I'm always in the haze of a car crash,The orange airbag dust covers everything;everything

I always find ways to sum you up in a paragraph

How does it feel watching your life go in a useless direction? lying to live "happy"? How does it feel keeping untrue friendships alive? When you think about her does it kill to know it's ALL your fault? Does changing in 48 hrs make you feel more powerful? More real? More true to yourself? Did you know most people know what you're all about? And the people who know you the deepest you push away.Does that take away your sense of vunerability?Put a Stable thought for a moment in your life?Build a wall higher then the one remaining? Ever considered where you'll be 5 years from now? wreckless? Alone? Emotionally Unstable? It's slipping right through your hands just like she did.Because of the lack of effort you give to the things that "mean most" Life itself is being thrown away like a unopened book.And while you allow it you're throwing away your future,your happiness,your love and your respect.

How does that make you feel?

mask up

1. Most people don't know
   who they are.
2. that's why they lie
3. They're afraid someone else
   will figure it out before they do,

jokesonme

I've been waiting since birth to find a love
that would look and sound like a movie

So I changed my plans and rented

a camera and a van and then I called you

"I need you to pretend that we are in love "
and you agreed to

somehow.right.

what's destined

And I've always fall fast with too much trust in the promising that
"No ones ever been here, so you can quell those wet fears"
and I want purity, I must have it here right now.
But don't you get me started now

When we laugh indoors
the blissful tones bounce off the walls
and fall to the ground.
Peel the hardwood backs
and let them loose from decades
trapped and listen so still.

it's realistic?

I want so badly to believe that "there is truth, that love is real"

And I want life in every word to the extent that it's absurd