|Current mood:|| contemplative|
|Current music:||"Ender Will Save Us All" by Dashboard Confessional|
it's cold where you're going i hope that your heart's always warm
hmm. i just got off work. it wasn't too bad, the kids were pretty good. their mommom brought them mcdonald's for dinner, so that made it even easier. look at my icon, i made it. my brother saw it today and he was like "where'd you get that from?" me: "i made it" him: "really? wow, you cut that out very well". that made me very happy. i'm getting good at this designing thing. that's all i have to say.
P.S.- this vacation's useless, these white pills aren't kind, i've given a lot of thought on this 13 hour drive. i miss the grinded concrete where we sat past 8 or 9 and slowly finishing laughing in the glow of our headlights. i've given a lot of thought to the nights we used to have. the days have come and gone, our lives went by so fast, i faintly remember breathing on your bedroom floor where i layed and told you but you swear you love me more. do you care if i don't know what to say? will you sleep tonight or will you think of me? will i shake this off, pretend it's all ok, that there's someone out there who feels just like me? there is.
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