let's go back to the way things were.

You wear your mask.

I'll wear my shield.

Just because you left and said goodbye
Do you think that I will sit and cry
Even if my heart should tell me so
Darling I would rather let you go

Just because you think that you're so smart
Going around and breaking lovers hearts
Before I let this thing happen to me
Darling I would rather swim the sea

I know you think you're smart
Just going around breaking lovers hearts

Just because I want someone who's kind
With a heart as good and pure as mine
But maybe I am asking far too much
Darling please don't ever break my heart

I know you think you're smart
Just going around breaking lovers hearts

Just because I want someone who's kind
With a heart as good and pure as mine
But maybe I am asking far too much
Darling please don't ever break my heart

very subtle, very stupid

Am I destined to follow in those dreadful footsteps?

With no trust and no helping it?

With excuses, lies.

Feeling hopeless and useless. Having the feeling of being suffocated..by myself.

What. Is. Wrong. With. Me.

Last night I had a dream about...the great..the gorgeous...Edward Norton.

Basically I was in some sort of department store and saw him and went over to him and started a conversation he seemed interested so I suggested that we go back to his place and...you know what.

And he said yeah. And we left the store and we could barely contain ourselves as soon as we got out of the store he picked me up and I put my legs around him and we started kissing each other passionately then I car drove by us and I woke up.

But Man....man oh man..

so la la la la la la la, and in this crazy life and through these crazy times

I take back what I said in the last blog.

Sometimes a poem is the perfect way to describe what is happening in your life, unless it just sucks than there really is no hope for you!

fish in the sea, you know how I feel.

What is the deal with the whole writing blogs that sounds super poetic and don't even make sense?!

I'm sorry, I hope I don't do that. Poems are great and all but I'm pretty sure no ones life is a big poem. Maybe once in a while your day will have been so awesome that it inspires you to write about it in two word sentences and throw in some rhymes and lyric sounding phrases, but come on really?

Write like how you talk, well...I don't do that..But at least do what I do and write what your mind sounds like!

But who knows, maybe your mind sounds like crappy poetry!

you are not alone, I am there with you.

I can't help thinking that I make you too upset.

Way too upset, no one should feel as sad as you do sometimes.

And I really think it's my fault.

I don't really like the fact that I have that affect on you.

It scares me.

It makes me nervous. And uneasy.

I don't know what to do with you.