2005-04-12 - 6:38 p.m.
Today on one wrist I wrote "IT'S OKAY." And on the other wrist I wrote, "BREATHE."
It seemed to help a lot.
I like this song:
Well, your face still makes my day,just like it did in the past when you turned me away.
I kept coming back for more.
That's a choice I chose--
You were so distant.
But I stayed close.
...
Should I go or will you stay?
We'll find a plan of attack.
There's a price to pay for showing no reaction to all the simple things.
In time you will know what I know,
but for now you win.
The hatred will tear us apart.
Another devil will take out your heart.
But when we sing I hear another devil dies.
When that bell rings an angel gets its wings.
And if I pushed would you all fall down?
Cause I don't need this on my back.
It seems like we've weathered the storm without having the privilege of calm.
Good old Badly Drawn.
It's okay.
