Sleep? Where are you?
This is no time to be fucking about.
Seriously, come out here.
Lets get this started.

i wish i knew how you really felt about me.
what with all those little, almost-hints you leave
and your smile when we meet.
but you never really give yourself away;
always the nice guy with the nice things to say.

and i never will know.

the days are long but the nights are longer
and after midnight the drinks can only get stronger
the end is near so we become smoke and we become mirrors
come home with me now
I won't have you any other way

I wanna make you know
I can do everything
but I don't ever show you
how I really am
I wish I could say
I have no regrets
I wanted too much from you

I don't wanna be this way
I kick myself I wish I could say
I have no regrets today

kerosene
keeps me warm
I long
to watch it burn

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while I am mourning the loss of the fitman
I must also remember just how many compliments I have received recently.
they are piling in and I am super happy!
and thus the cycle continutes.

happiness = compliments = happiness

life is GOOD and I am sad that i wasted so much time hiding myself away.
never again.
forward, don't glance back, Lot.

still absolutely yearning over the boy.
very upsetting.

trying to turn my despair into positivity.
clearly it was not meant to be
and he was only an example of the league I should be looking in.

BAAAARRRRRAAAAAAYYYYY!!
WHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYY??!?!?!

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