Listening to: Only In Dreams
Feeling: alive
Mmm 4 30 am. what a wonderful hour it shall be. i still havent found sleep and i still have nothing worth the time it will take to read this wonderfulness i call this entry. nevertheless... someone i hope will read ha.
im tired of nothing. i still feel like this time im spending isn't mine and i feel bad for spending it at all. i think im gonna go running around 5 or 6. maybe a good run will tire me out into some sense of sleep. i dont have plans for today. i wish i did. i wish i could go to the beach like i want. and i know if i want to i should just go an do it but im a bit .. whatever...
frank came over and we watched finding neverland. he bought me a mountain dew.
such a nice boy, we've shared our lives for almost 3 years. we spent half that time in a lie, one half very much in love and the last half finding it again. right now i's say he's found it and im still searching for it in him... but i must say i can still see it in his eyes.
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what does it take to keep your eyes
to keep a blanket that never lets wanting escape
to see a light of day
and the darkest of nights what keeps you still sitting there
waiting for sunshine
how can the inevitable be so blind to you
and a smile that you faithfully keep i don't seem to mind
it can make the most of falling rain
tomorrow will come and go and there you will be
in that same state of mind looking for paradise
how noble you seem
walking that long road for everyone to see
its those dreams i long to find for myself and become fearless inside
such inpiration to now find
haha. my friend asked if she could play flute and i was like..mmmm i have flute on my keyyboards. lol
but you could totally play in like ONE song hahahah :]
mmm. BEAN and cheese!! mexican XCORE!
haha. :]
a good jog is always soooo and sooo refreshing.
Andddddddd
Blah Doesnt wanting to go to sleep but rly having no physical desire to sleep blow?!?!
And aw u and frank sound cute together
Sounds like a fairy tale lol
Ltrz
I could put on the back of a postcard
No song I could sing
But I can try for your heart
Our dreams, and they are made out of real things
Like a, shoebox of photographs
With sepiatone loving
Love is the answer,
At least for most of the questions in my heart
its always better when we're together
Look at the stars when we're together
Its always better when we're together
=]!
lies suck. but, are typically precluded by necessity. unfortunately. we do so much wrong trying to do what we think might be right that we lose sight of which is which along the way.
mountian dew. man. now i'm thirsty.