It might take a little time but I'll let you know, when I'm feeling better or when I'm feeling comfortable. Enough to go outside or maybe just enough to enjoy the weather, I'll let you know.
When I feel down and out, I'd still go out of my way just to make your day feel special, cause you're so fucking special. I'll waste away in corner of my room writing songs about how I'm 24 and I don't have a plan yet.
I think there's got to be a better way than this, to get these thoughts out of my head.
I feel like I'm wasting my time, cause I know there's better people, better people than me. I hate that I can't find a better reason a real reason to smile, reason to smile.
Was there a reason you stopped by today, I don't really care I appreciate it. Said you had some old clohtes and some pictures that I might want, truth is I just wanna see your dog.
It goes round and round in my head, all the words you ever said.
Did I go to far when I said you should come home with me, I know you laughed but I think I came across as creepy, but htat was 3 years ago. That time at your nans house when you threw a party and it was just us two kissing and laughing on the chais lounge, who the fuck has a chais lounge. Back at the station when you left for thailand and you told me that you'd be home in a few months but you never came home. You left me sulking sitting here writting, two minutes of shit about how I hate my life, before I got to the point