Listening to: modest mouse
Feeling: burned-out
There’s this equation that never quite fit, it goes something a little like this... You take your average teenage boy and you give him a heart. one two three age 16 it starts. You take your precious girl with the moves,the walk and the ability to kill the boy whenever she starts to talk. So this guy meets his match with this girl, she’ll take his heart he’ll readily give away, she’ll own his heart like he wants to be owned. The problem goes sour at this point, the point where the girl knows her own power. And he’s never enough, nothing is ever enough. You can add, you can subtract, but the sum will always remain in it’s twisted state. An ever lasting PMS syndrome that can bend any direction to the wind at any given moment. Walking on thin ice everytime that you talk, laying on nails with every breath that you take. Is the equation worth the effort to try and crack? Are girls just a mystery that will never be solved? This issue I continue to resolve. There is no answer. guys will just always be screwed, lost and confused.
as well,
hearts are easily shattered
emotions easily a jigsaw
humanity at its finest?
--ambient