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| scott never updates. so let me tell you what he's been up to. he got arrested again, and he's sooo totally innocent... well, he's also been working a lot. and him and amanda are doing well... I guess what's about it. umm ya.
~scott well actually sarah | | |
| november is here, christmas is just around the corner. i havnt been to
school in like 4 days. amanda and i are doing just fine..... but i have
a new addiction, i NEAD to see the pink mist, if i d not see the pink
mist i might go crazy, if it hasnt already happend. but in al reality,
every thing is fine, and i hope will stay this way for sometime. ill
leave you with this...
sometimes I think this cycle never ends
we slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb again
and it seems by the time that I have figured what it's worth
the squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse.
but if I move my place in line i'll lose.
and I have waited, the anticipation's got me glued.
I am waiting for something to go wrong.
I am waiting for familiar resolve.
sometimes it seems that I don't have the skills to recollect
the twists and turns of plots that took us from lovers to friends
i'm thinking I should take that volume back up off the shelf
and crack it's weary spine and read to help remind myself
but if I move my place in line i'll lose.
and I have waited, the anticipation's got me glued.
I am waiting for something to wrong
I am waiting for familiar resolve
I am waiting for another repeat
another diet fed by crippling defeat
and I am waiting for that sense of relief
I am waiting for you to flee the scene
as if you held in your hand the smoking gun
and on the floor lay the one you said you loved.
and it's strange
they are basically the same
so I don't ask names anymore.
sometimes I think this cycle never ends
we slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb again
and it seems by the time that I have figured what it's worth
the squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse.
the squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse (x2)
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| well for those of you that matter (you know if you do) and are wondering, im fine, the only thing that is wrong with me is the gash in the back of my head... i guess what they said was wrong, motherfucker cant stick worth shit. well thats all and for the ones that dont matter go fuck your selfs. have a nice day. and remember none of you have ever seen me mad. | | |
| went to school had a nice day... carving pumpkins tomarrow | | |
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