I’m sick as hell, sick from spitting words.
I’m home again, glad I got here first.
I heard you’ve got it all figured out.
It seems that you’ve found better things since you moved down south.
It’s hard to see your name right now and what you’re doing on Friday nights in that town.
I hope you’d call me if you’re feeling down.
Maybe things would’ve been better if I had you around.
I’m standing still while you move along.
I miss the feeling of us in high school halls.
I’d try, but you cant seem to pick up your phone.
I just feel so much better when I know you’re alone.
It’s cold back where we’re from.
You say that you’re trying but that’s never enough.
I’ll pretend I’ve got nothing left to say.
I miss you to death, I guess I’ll see you around someday.
Do what you gotta do to make yourself happy I guess.
Seahaven - Four Eleven
There’s a house in the green hills
where some day I hope to live
and so I’ll sell my sadness to them
turn pain into payment.
There’s a cliff from the last one,
that sits right across from it.
So when I get your wake up call in,
I’ll join life at its purest.
Things I am currently craving
- hot sex
- a warm shower
- cozy blankets
- warm, loving cuddles
Q:Have you guys ever played the east coast? Bc as far as I know, the west coast is yr territory anyways love ya!
Still great, even with ratchet white girls that are under many influences. #balanceandcomposure #stonehands