just;

just when you said i’ll be gone
close my eyes, light of the dawn

in my dreams of escape
i see reality take place

questions never answered
moods never swung
the solutions in faces

pitiful faye, where have you gone
lip cream on my seatbelts

trapped in this fucking lion’s den
you must have seen this coming
the strings are playing
my harp my harp

ride the storm or risk being swallowed
the pot of gold at the end of this rainbow
forget about it
its all a fucking lie in the end.

gdrum

hi 3 more weeks of school then im done.

im currently failing film history.
dont ask me how or why i just am.

i dont really know what the fuck is going on much anymore really.

waaah

got fucking locked out of camlighting class again. its the second time alr, and it pisses me off so much.

i risk debarment from about 3 modules.
i want to give a fuck, but somehow i cant.

thank you god, for music.
japanese music, especially.

3 more weeks to my escape.

okay

this week is going to be retardedly tiring as hell.

i foresee shit. lots of it.
help me through this. cos i dont know if i can make it, without losing myself somewhere along the way.

fuck why cant there just be more days in a bloody week