Monday, February 22, 2010

never again.

bus stop at night + tank and shorts + ocean breeze + late bus = COLD.

i love ricky. i love david. i love ryan, albert, jack, brendan, chad, jeff, raf, bert, connor, mike, andy, tom, jit, daniel, cyrus, anthony and iven. i really do. they are good guys and i thank you for that.

i can't not live in the moment right now. call it hitting rock bottom, call it an epiphany, call it a change of heart, but whatever it is, it's driving me.



If I sing at the top of my lungs
It won't say a thing if I haven't loved
The things I realize here
The plans that I make they fail miserably
I feel alone and I feel empty
But I feel alive with something to say
If I sing at the top of my lungs
It won't say a thing
Something to Say - Watashi Wa

No comments:

Post a Comment