we laugh indoors when we laugh indoors, the blissful tones bounce off the walls and fall to the ground. peel the hardwood back to let them loose from decades trapped and listen so still. this city is my home, construction noise all day long and gutter punks are bumming change. so i breed thicker skin and let me lustrous coat fill in and i'll never admit that i loved you guenivere.
i've always fallen fast with too much trust in the promise that "no one's ever been here, so you can quell those wet fears." i want purity, i must have it here right now. but don't you get me started now.
december's chill comes late, the days get darker and we wait for this direness to pass. there are piles on the floor of artifacts from dresser drawers, and i'll help you pack.
we were in the backseat of phil's car ..that was fun! <3
how about 15 memories.ink_runs_outMay 5 2004, 07:36:26 UTC
oh shit, where do i begin?
there's our phil/anng/addy annual burger king trips where you'd get chicken tenders (with bbq sauce?) & i would get a chicken sandwich. you and me sitting in my room talking about boyfriends and girl stuff while the bee eff was at driver's training? CROSSROADS. our on-going hate for each other that lasted like, a year and we finally got some sense and stopped. the dixon may fair, both times.. although the second wasn't as nice as the first. :\ you calling me a "bleached blonde bitch!" (i guess i still am one) our weekend trips to westcoast where mike hood sat with us at del taco. ummm.. you telling me about when you lost your v-card. i remember all the different screen names you've had. i remember FREE OPEN DIARY! haha. or how about grabbing the pole at the may fair after those three dreaded words were said, and we ruining the moment by screaming at the top of my lungs. HAHAHAHHA. there's more i'm sure, but it's too early for this. we're amazing.
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we laugh indoors
when we laugh indoors, the blissful tones bounce off the walls and fall to the ground.
peel the hardwood back to let them loose from decades trapped and listen so still.
this city is my home, construction noise all day long and gutter punks are bumming change.
so i breed thicker skin and let me lustrous coat fill in and i'll never admit that
i loved you guenivere.
i've always fallen fast with too much trust in the promise that "no one's ever been here, so you can quell those wet fears."
i want purity, i must have it here right now.
but don't you get me started now.
december's chill comes late, the days get darker and we wait for this direness to pass.
there are piles on the floor of artifacts from dresser drawers, and i'll help you pack.
we were in the backseat of phil's car ..that was fun! <3
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after you go out of the car i was like "guys i think i'm in love with that girl."
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and then later she kept saying she was going to come watch me play some time but she never has. ;)
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there's our phil/anng/addy annual burger king trips where you'd get chicken tenders (with bbq sauce?) & i would get a chicken sandwich. you and me sitting in my room talking about boyfriends and girl stuff while the bee eff was at driver's training? CROSSROADS. our on-going hate for each other that lasted like, a year and we finally got some sense and stopped. the dixon may fair, both times.. although the second wasn't as nice as the first. :\ you calling me a "bleached blonde bitch!" (i guess i still am one) our weekend trips to westcoast where mike hood sat with us at del taco. ummm.. you telling me about when you lost your v-card. i remember all the different screen names you've had. i remember FREE OPEN DIARY! haha. or how about grabbing the pole at the may fair after those three dreaded words were said, and we ruining the moment by screaming at the top of my lungs. HAHAHAHHA. there's more i'm sure, but it's too early for this. we're amazing.
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wait you werent there. nevermind
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