The sea, it swells like a sore head
and the night, it is aching
Two lovers lie with no sheets on their bed
and the day, it is breaking

On rainy days, we go swimming out
On rainy days, swimming in the sound
On rainy days, we go swimming out

You're in my mind all of the time
I know that's not enough
If the sky can crack
There must be some way back
For love and only love

Car alarm won't let you back to sleep
You kept awake dreaming someone else's dream
Coffee is cold, but it'll get you through
Compromise, that's nothing new to you

Let's see colors that have never been seen
Let's go to places no one else has been

It's hot as hell, honey in this room
Sure hope the weather will break soon
The air is heavy, heavy as a truck
We need the rain to wash away our bad luck

Well if the sky can crack, there must be some way back
To love and only love

Baby, don't cry.

Hii.

>.> Dammit, Phuc.  This will be a less active entry because this updating whatnot is ALL OUT OF PEER PRESSURE.  Yeah.  That's right.  Well, today was a groovy day.  xD Two month anniversary of my birthday, hahah.  Woot.  I am not lame.  I swear. 

I am honestly out of whatnot to talk about.  That's pretty amazing.

The way that events catch up on me are absolutely boggling.  An unrequited friendship is suddenly just as important as one that is both ways.  Unrequited love brings stinging feelings that everyone hates, feelings that I've been blessed to not have to go through as of late.  Jealousy replaces admiration. "There is a fine line between recklessness and courage." The world tends to spin around me, and I often feel like I'm in a movie.  The plot is steady at the moment, but it always undergoes an unsuspected twist.  Thoughts linger on my head on and off, yet I stand unfazed, concentrating on joy.  I feel so strong.  Nothing makes sense, I know.  This is me thinking out loud.  This is high school, and this is its story.

I'm in the situation to choose between friends again.  The choice is clear and easy, but to make one happy, you must hurt another, which is something my conscience can't deal with at the moment.  I've been playing my own Devil's Advocate.  I am the classic hypocrite.  I hate you, yet I want you to be happy.  I love you, yet I hurt you.

Yet I remain unfazed?
Oh, how the world spins.

Not very active entry, my foot.

Today's lesson quote: “Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well-preserved body, but rather, to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting, ‘Hell, what a ride!’” - F. Genera

i'll break my heart in two more times than you can ever do, because you're my dream.. please come true

Bye for now!