Shit. I am such a sucker for you. I mean I don't know what you have to say, but I wouldn't dream of stopping you. I may be mad, but all I really want is an answer and not to be ignored. People like you just don't come around everyday. And I can't just wish people like you out of my life. There's things I wish you would say, but I don't think you will. There's things I wish I could tell you that I just might if you'll listen to me. If I can save anything, it would be a friendship that I never wanted to lose in the first place. You've always been someone I can tell anything to.

      To the people that read this post, understand it, and get angry. I don't want to hear it. I told my parents about the dent. My mom laughed and told me several stories about her accidents, and my dad didn't really seem to care. Well, I guess that's a good thing about apathetic parents. Insurance claims... now I have more things to worry about which I won't mention. I'm just really curious about what you have to say. Went to bluenotes today and talked to Michelle. She said Andrea (the manager i've been dealing with) has been sick and my paperwork isn't finished, so that's why I haven't had any hours. In more other news, Dan went to Van for two days, soo yea. I'm sure I can find something to do on my days off. Whatever, I'll probably just sleep a lot. I am so tired most of the time.

      lately i've been feeling like a falling bomb; the ground is getting closer, and the sky is falling down. this song has been brought to you, this song has been brought to you, this song has been brought to you by a falling bomb.
music. this song brought to you by a falling bomb - co&ca