"And I'm tired of all your friends listening at your door and I want what's better for you. So, long my friend and adversary. Oh, but I'll wait for you. "
and if I had the patience to put effort into this post it'd be good. I don't, sorry, Harman,
In fact, I'm pretty sure you're the only one who checks my blog regularly, so for that, I'll try to blog more often.
Don't you all hate that...wait, I totally need to patent that saying. In fact, after I finish posting this I am going to count how many times I've started a blog post with that.
ANYWAY
Don't you hate when you're in reality so alone, but you feel so crowded? Or, you feel used, but no one's even there to use you? It's like you're breathing in hallucinogenics. Constantly altering the way you see things and the way your life actually is and you don't know what the fuck's going on, but there's no one even there to listen.
Yeah, so that song I posted the lyrics to? Has nothing to do with anything I just said.But it's a good song. Check out, Under cover of Darkness by The Strokes.
Maybe it's because we don't have the same finger prints.
-Miss Von Husen
