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2.22.2011

Night glow type shit (and I know you can see the light)

Act 1:

"I'd like you to buy me a drink"
"Really"
"Yes, I'd like a glass of white"

Interlude

Act 2:

"You know you're not going to get anywhere with me by giving my drink to other people"
"Your drink?"
"Yeah my glass of white"
"Which glass was that?"
"The one your friend is drinking"
"That was yours? Cause I'm pretty sure it's hers"
"Well I told you what I wanted"
"I know. I'm not giving you what you want?"
"What?"

Fin.

A free lesson brought to you by the good folks on the lake.
Trust me, this makes sense... just take a second to think about it.

Went from seeking miracles


See the way I feel about you is like nothing left without you but I doubt you think it's nothing more than game. But the game is lame, and the fame ain't special, since I met you I have nothing more to gain...

2.14.2011

Oceans in the back...


I could probably tell you what I did after I went home, and how I got sick and all, and how I started school and where I went with this person and that person, and whether it was breakfast lunch or dinner, but I don't feel like it. I really don't. That stuff doesn't interest me too much right now.

How do you know what you're going to do till you do it? The answer is, you don't.