3.19.2007

could it be that my habit is to find a place to hide?

back to lyrics from Staind songs. =)

It's damn fun playing the solo to Queen's "Bicycle Race". Enough said. Had a good time.

BABY APPLE! Strong strong girl. Baby, you're so strong. I want Saturday morning picnics. We've only gone for four! We need to go for more! Spongebob'll miss you I'm sure. Apple pies and Ben and Jerry's? Baby's fav!

When i sat down, a tear welled.
I might not be able to see you,
Let alone hug you, and kiss you.
I want to go for the picnic with you so badly.
I promised you. I don't want to break that promise baby.
I Love you.
(in my dreams) See you on Saturday. **With a face, cold from the tears that don't know that it's for the better.**


"these are my words, that i've never said before. this is the smile, that i've never shown in awhile." Somehow, things seem nice. Fuck that, i'm not that lucky. Wait a minute, there's no such thing as LUCK. And there's no such thing as a "Happy Dominic" too.











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