| it's been a while |  |
it's been a while and i'm still here. not to worry, not to worry.
memorial day. summer is finally here. time for some reckless riding around town. but my helmet is still being held hostage at the post office. usps is doing a hell of a great job. postal holidays is like a bonus to their already spectacular efficiency.
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i feel like i am spinning, all around this summer, and the winter comes and another storm it falls, well it falls till it falls apart around me. and you pick me back up oh said you pickin me back up...
the drinks they taste like a sickness and i'm once again left with nothing to say. so i sit here listening intently while people sleep, while people are out to eat, while people do their own things. just waiting for daylight, so i can take a long walk back. i want to say back home, but i don't know where home is anymore.
+listening to: spinning by jason mraz
| be who you are, and be all you can be | |
why be someone else? when you can just be yourself.
when you hear the music, the double-sided lexicons;
did you ask yourself if this is what you want?
it's just another approach to knowing you,
another telepathic rendezvous;
it's no different than the way it used to be,
'cept i've come to this crossroads and i'm bemused.
gotta figure it out and be all you can be,
'cause no one will help you with your decree.
go your own way, know your own name,
hold your own, go your own way...
+listening to: song for a friend by jason mraz
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