—Saturday, May 22, 2004—
Itstoughtimesfordreamers
And as soon as the words pass your lips and fingers you knew they were all wrong to say and even wronger to think its all okay. You take a breath and try to be okay being stuck with yourself. you can’t stay out of my dreams. Sometimes, its a whole lot better I am never around. Or sometimes its better that i don’t ever say what I mean. It tenses up my shoulders when I think about you breathing and smiling. Tour is fun with my friends. It keeps me from thinking about things that I never should have thought of in the first place. I know that doesn’t make much sense. I feel like love actually.
posted by: tbok at 9:34 pm
