"nobody will ever compare"
ditto, friend.
8.3.10
fighting over nothing
i love you
i love you
i love you
i hate them
we hate them
together, we're going to conquer the world
and afterwards, we'll sit on some grass somewhere with our ipods playing and our earphones in our ears
i love you
i love you
i hate them
we hate them
together, we're going to conquer the world
and afterwards, we'll sit on some grass somewhere with our ipods playing and our earphones in our ears
we'll be happy
7.3.10
free love
excuses, maybe's, whatever.
the transparent disappoint reigns yet again when "the many" become the few.
now we're too afraid to open the door, not because of who we might find there, but because of who we won't.
yet, somehow, it seems the storm has brought with it a growing awareness that we're finally finding ourheads feet, finally realising the walls are too much, finally learning to not know the reasons.
sometimes all it takes is misconceptions about friends, and surprises which come in three.
in retrospect, i'd do it again.
except this time, i wouldn't regret it afterwards.
there wasn't even enough room for the inevitable i told you so.
the transparent disappoint reigns yet again when "the many" become the few.
now we're too afraid to open the door, not because of who we might find there, but because of who we won't.
yet, somehow, it seems the storm has brought with it a growing awareness that we're finally finding our
sometimes all it takes is misconceptions about friends, and surprises which come in three.
in retrospect, i'd do it again.
except this time, i wouldn't regret it afterwards.
there wasn't even enough room for the inevitable i told you so.
6.3.10
and then you come to the startling, disheartening realisation that they're not real. they're not real. they're not real. they're not real. (they're not real).
do you want to see the world etched in fine print disillusion like i do?
don't you want to see the world etched in fine print disillusion like i do?
can't you see the world etched in fine print disillusion like i do?
won't you see the world etched in fine print disillusion like i do?
they waited, to be told what to do.
they waited, and the truth never came.
don't you want to see the world etched in fine print disillusion like i do?
can't you see the world etched in fine print disillusion like i do?
won't you see the world etched in fine print disillusion like i do?
they waited, to be told what to do.
they waited, and the truth never came.
5.3.10
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