|Weird middle of the month-ness
||[Jan. 22nd, 2007|08:38 pm]
|||||Brand New - The Devil and God are title too long.||]|
I think I'm just terrible at blogging.
Goodbye you liar,
Well you sipped from the cup but you don't own up to anything
Then you think you will inspire
Take apart your head
(and I wish I could inspire)
Take apart your demons, then you add it to the list.
Just thought you might like to read that. I sure did. Brand New is pretty awesome.
And its true. I can never shake that little feeling that I never say anything right.
I hate it more when other people say things wrong. Or they say the right things and it breaks your heart anyways.
You know, I sound like I'm mad at someone or something, but I'm really not. Theres a....situation thats been bothering me, that I can't shake, but things work out for the worse in the end, but we already know that. So you just go on and make the best of it. And it may make it worse, it may make it better. But if you were never going to get what you wanted anyways, it doesnt really matter.
In other news, I really think my friends should do more together. We seem to suck. badly.
Way to go, friends.
Again with the madness. Hum. I'm not coming across well tonight, am I?
I think I'm just blunt and dont like being melodramatic. And everyone else in the world seems to be melodramatic.
My cell phone has died too. Lame cause mah phone is gone. Awesome upside? New phone. Hooray? Hooray-ish. I guess. Cause I probably wont get a free new phone. And between paying for tuition, paying for books, buying a printer, and saving for warped tour....I'm not gonna be able to spend any money till June.
And I was going to buy myself some awesome new headphones too. :(
Thats all. Leave me some love, and tell me something I dont know about you.
Or, thats weird, so don't and just comment anyways. haha.
Take me, take me back to your bed
I love you so much that it hurts my head
I don't mind you under my skin
I'll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in
Well you're my favourite bird and when you sing
I really do wish you'd wear my ring
No matter what they say, I am still the king
And now the storm is coming, the storm is coming in