2002-12-21
11:59 p.m.
i think i could drown in this drink
even late nights aren't in the godforsaken suburbs. in at midnight, bed at one, where are the three am stumbles down maynard? still, the beer and the company are good - sweet high school friends who don't change except in the best of ways. repeat: things are so much easier when i'm honest with myself. pull those doubts from the depths and stare them in the gorgeous face! i'm pretty sure i'm a decent person, same way i'm pretty sure i'm a fool. this feeling twice round is ridiculous, so tomorrow i'll search some music out and tomorrow i'll sleep without help and tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow. this feeling twice round is ridiculous. i'm a fool for letting it happen, knowing what i've known for years and years. i think you don't know what i think
|