Birthday Blues I've got the birthday blues, can't shake em loose. I've just been waiting for a call from you, a call from you. I got a call from you.
Scattered Suppressing thoughts in the dark.
Untitled We only talk when the seasons change, and baby I gotta ask, do you feel the same? As Fall approaches the question still remains.
Perception Everyday feels like a dream. I want to feel something, anything. Because I don't think I can keep doing this much longer, and that's what scares me.
Art "She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something." -Eleanor & Park, Rainbow Rowell
