its been so long everything i ever wanted to say, thought of to write are long over.
new things kept happening and old things are fading away at the back of my mind.
life's never been a bed of roses, always full of unneccessary unpleasant down times.
its kinda like fixing one thing while everything else is falling apart, but you just don't have the time to salvage the rest yet.
so i'm just in the middle of a whole mess of broken pieces D:
bt2 revision in this case is one massive thing that's just failing, breaking-BROKEN.
so much to fix, so little time to express myself here i'm suffocating.
who knew what would happen if i didn't have this place to pour out my sorrows and say stuff that no one would otherwise listen to.
anyway secondhand serenade, my good old all time favourite emo band never fails to just sing the very thoughts that are going through my mind!
its so scary its like he stole the lyrics from my head.

maybe by secondhand serenade

Didn't you want to hear

The sound of all the places we could go
Do you fear
The expressions on the faces we don't know
It's a cold, hard road when you wake up
And I don't think that I
Have the strength to let you go

Maybe it's just me
Couldn't you believe
That everything I said and did wasn't just deceiving
And the tear in your eye and your calm, hard face
Makes me wish that I was never brought into this place

There goes my ring
It might as well have been shattered
And I'm here to sing
About the things that mattered
About the things that made us feel alive for oh, so long
About the things that kept you on my side when I was wrong

Maybe it's just me
Couldn't you believe
That everything I said and did wasn't just deceiving
And the tear in your eye and your calm, hard face
Makes me wish that I was never brought into this place

if anything great happened today, i finally got my eyebrows trimmed and my dishevelled hair cut haha. i can face my crisis looking more presentable now!

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