I haven't been feeling good.
I had four teeth brutally ripped out of my skull a couple days ago. Perhaps that has something to do with it?
Forgive the lack of updates, I've been a busy kid this week.
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I fell today.
The kind of falling where you're not sure if you're falling up or falling down.
You might as well be falling sideways for all you know.
The kind of falling where you're not sure if you love it or hate it.
You might as well be neutral for what you've got.
I feel today.
I fell today.
I tripped and landed in mid-air.
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Does he get you, too? That boy that bites his lip when he plays his guitar and smiles when you scream. That boy that isn't really daring, but has more guts than you'd ever dream. That boy that's changed so much, somehow, but he's still the same. That boy that went from an innocent kid to something less tame.
I didn't even mean to rhyme those, wtf.
Does it hurt you when I tell you I'm not in a playful mood tonight?
You're exploding too slowly for anyone to notice. I'm imploding to quickly for anyone to care. We're made for each other, swear to god it's true. I've heard stories of you saying you're good and ones saying you're bad, and I don't know who to believe. I want my own stories to tell so I can confuse everyone else.
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Fragmented people are always the best. There's never a whole person that's as pure as a part.
The past was better, the voice is perfect, the face and eyes, the body or the style. Never all at once. I like you better now that you're naked on the internet.
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But... We've got a big BIG fucking mess on our hands tonight.
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[[Going to the dentist in the morning to get my stitches out. There's nothing worse than a chatterbox having cheeks sewn to gums. I'm only hoping the bleeding will stop. ]]
