Talking Shit About a Pretty Sunset

And I claim I'm not excited with my life any more
So I blame this town, this job, these friends
The truth is it's myself
And I'm trying to understand myself
and pinpoint who I am
When I finaly get it figured out
I've changed the whole damn plan
Oh noose, tied myself in, tied myself too tight
Oh noose, tied myself in, tied myself too tight
Talking shit about a pretty sunset
Blanketing opinions that I'll probably regret soon
Changed my mind so much I cant even trust it
My mind changed me so much I cant even trust myself

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Dear blog,
I've been neglecting you...  but in my defense it's been a rough little while.
Great! Glad you understand.

On another note... I've been reading a lot, and redid my room.




I'll post a real blog.. in the near future.
back to the World Cup. WHAT???

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Dream..




MONSTERS ARE REAL. GHOSTS ARE REAL, too. 
THEY LIVE INSIDE US AND SOMETIMES THEY WIN



EVEN AFTER ALL THIS TIME THE SUN NEVER SAYS TO THE EARTH; "YOU OWE ME"
LOOK WHAT HAPPENS WITH A LOVE LIKE THAT; IT LIGHTS THE WHOLE Sky.




Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.
I loved a man who could never love me back. I was living in a fairytale.

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