Hit the Lights.

October 13, 2011

Binging on The Saddest Landscape, Gaslight, and oddly enough oldschool Sum 41.

“Hit the lights, sever this open wound.  I’m tired of bleeding for you.
So just walk away. This is our last kiss so kiss hard.
 Does it still feel good?
Does it still shake with uncertainty?
You can never really outrun the mistakes of your youth.
This is our last goodbye so make it count.
And was it enough to make you feel better?
And was it enough to make you feel less alone?
And was it enough to help you sleep at night?
And was it enough to stop to stop a heart?”

In other news I was recently sick enough to actually seek medical attention, which doesn’t happen very often due to the fact that I deal with all life’s problems by thinking everything will fix itself if you wait until it goes away. 😛 Had a bad string of weeks. I’m feeling okay today. Things seem less strained and brighter more often lately. Maybe this terrible year will end on a better note. If not, whateva. It’s my blog and I’ll whine if I wanna.

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