It's sold and bought.
I have written two songs. One is about leaving someone or something you love and have grown accustomed to. The other one is about a girl I went to school with freshman year, who is now dying. Why not me? I am a bad person. Even for saying.
I want to take all of the ugliness in the world: the cancerous cells, the crying faces, the worried women: and fill it with music.
But here's what I want to do. I want to find someone, pull them into the warm summer night, and drive endless miles until morning; just in silence.
Hello, Seattle.
I am an albatross.
What Do You Want To Know?
- grey.skies.dark.lies
- I decided this "About Me" needed an update. I am not the same person I was 2 years ago. I'm not the same person I was 2 days ago, in fact. The person I am now? I love math. Shamelessly. If math were a person, I would kill to be his loving wife. I love food, on and off. Some days I wake up with a pure hate for food, some days we are the best of friends down in my belly. I am weird, and the concept of being "normal" is abhorrent and repulsive. I like big words that no one uses, like dodtrantal. It means "nine inches in length." Just a fact. I am a lazy student, but I have a master plan to become valedictorian and attend an Ivy League school. Somehow. I adore adore adore Regina Spektor and about a million other bands. I love strangers because I love to hear their stories and life information. I love sharing my stories and life information. I basically have a tepid yet fervent relationship with life that I am quite content with. Now, all of this will change within a week; I guarantee.
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