Inhumane. I said it. Better than fuck off. More original I think. Oh we will find out won't we.
Hovan said something when we were talking about religion. That reminded me of my song."I found God at the corner of First and Amestad."
"Losing her, the only one who's ever known, who I am, who I'm not and who I want to be"
Hopefully Becca likes what I've done. There's just one verse I can't get quite right.
I was searching for peace. But much like Dr. Horrible that is not what I meant nor found. I found regret and anger. Much like him. Much like when the love of his life turns against him. I love laundry mats. I've spent a lot of time in them myself.
People who don't ask. People who care but don't care about that. People that understand the mask. I learn things about you everyday. I feel bad that I cannot see behind your mask as well as you can mine. You should always know that I love you, and your one of the two greatest friends I have. When you didn't come back. It really hurt. It hurt more because I didn't cross. I've always lied about that. Wonder if anyone will find out one day.
Anyways so now I'm feeling pissed off and creative.
Love,
Burn The Witch
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