lets not be mysterious about it.

this is about you:
the french one
the ex-best friend
the red one

this story has a happy ending, so far.
i can never help but start a fight.

"you have a way of coming easily to me.
and when you take, you take the very best of me.
so i start a fight, cause i need to feel something
and you do what you want, cause i'm not what ( Read more... )

i remember we went over to the school's four-level parking garage
just to ride our long boards down the ramps

its one of those moments that you miss
but not enough to go back
its justification
for sticking around as long as you did

some people are just destructive
you could never change that

where are you now?
as i'm swimming through the radio
this mix could burn a hole in anyone...

but it was you i was thinking of.

-

i miss it all now.

i just flip through pictures of you

until it doesn't hurt anymore.

and so i told her ( Read more... )

cause goodbyes are a like a roulette wheel ( Read more... )

you didn't have to do anything.
you only had to stop lying.

to me would have been nice.
to yourself would have been better.

thats as honest as i can be for you.

***

i have killer instincts.
ones that want to rip you up.
ones that want to make you hurt like you hurt me.
i'm trying to suppress them.

its not that i don't have anything to say to you,
but every time i open my mouth to speak,
i'm interrupted by the glinting of a sunny day across howe sound.

still stops me from speaking.

if you are ever bitten by a rattle snake,
you have to suck the poison out.

imagine how terrifying that would be.

a wise friend once said ( Read more... )