180mph headed towards the wall

music:the approaching curve-rise against
mood:dilligent

as we were
so perfect, so happy
they'll remember
only our smiles
'cause that's all they've seen
long since dried
when we are found
are the tears in which we had drowned
as we were
so perfect, so happy

I'VE GOT A HEARTACHE!
and it really hurts. pooey. methinks my lungs are being invaded and butchered by some nasty virus.

dead poets hate me. srsly. even living ones are determined to make literature as hard for me as possible. growl.

anywhoo. MANDAYY this is for you:
Hey Amanda
Where'd you find these crazy boys this time?
They say you're pretty but you don't think they're right
Hey Amanda
While you're staring at your telephone tonight
do you feel like turning it off, turning off all of the lights?
Pin your wings down
if it's over now
Pin your wings down
just take a chance somehow
Hey Amanda
who just stole your heart away this time?
And when you're crying on your bed does he help keep you alive?
I'll take the blame if you take me home now
Cause' there's no place left for trust in all this pain
And you know when it rains in this town I get washed away
Without a sound
(pin your wings-copeland)
isn't it scary how relatable music is? WEIRD. I LIKE.

(sometimes all we need is a little [false] encouragement.)