when i examine myself next to her
i never feel good enough.
i'm not pretty.
i'm unattractive.
i have no style.
i have no class.
i have no money.

and i definitely can't hold a tune to her...

well maybe thats what you think.

its so wierd to look at pictures of candice and imagine that i'll never party with her again, or hang with her, or call her up, or do something incredibly random or illegal with her ever EVER again....

as much as i dont, i do miss her. its like a part of me is gone...
and i was ok with that at first, but now i miss you....

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can i even speak?
when i'm fabricating lies,
and justifying mine?
can there really be a reason
tears come this often?
you'd give me your hopes and dreams,
can i really just leave them...

you mean you're still not over it.
that was forever ago.
grow up already, would you??

you were a confidence boost that i didn't need ( Read more... )

a secret and an accident wont shake me.
i stand firm for you.
i will not be shaken....

theres nothing left to do as the tears roll down my cheek ( Read more... )

no river,
no rapid,
no toilet,
no nothing can match the speed with which my mind spins in my head....

oh yea. u of i already rejected me.
congratulate me on being a fucking idiot.

its been nice, but i can't stay here...

so not only is there only 131 days until cornerstone ( Read more... )