my parents aren't getting divorced. honestly, i wish they would. but i can't wish that much pain on my mom.

i miss my blue eyes. i know the man i want to spend the rest of my life with. everything else, it's all fucked up. disenchanted, disenfranchised, dismembered.

am i too laid back? do i not stand up for myself enough? how can i stand up for something to believe in when i don't believe anything right now?

i think i may hate myself again. i don't want pity. pity's only a poor excuse for neglected friendship.

i have nothing really nice to say, so i won't say anything at all.

one song with my man....

Wish enough, wise man'll tell you a lie
Window broke, torn up screens
Who'd have thought that you'd dream
Of a single tragic scene

I just wanna sing a song with you
I just want to take it off of you

Cause Blue Eyes
You are all that I need
Cause Blue Eyes
You’re the sweet to my mean

Fess it up, dot on the palm of your hand
I can help you to stand
Saved it up for this dance
Tell me all the things you can

I just wanna sing a song with you
I just wanna be the one that's true

Cause Blue Eyes
You’re the secret I keep
Cause Blue Eyes
All the lights on and you are alive

But you can't point the way to your heart
So sublime, when the stars are aligned
But you don't know
You don't know the greatness you are

Cause Blue Eyes
You are destiny's scene
Cause Blue Eyes
I just wanna be the one

I just wanna sing a song with you
I just wanna get it on with you

Cause Blue Eyes
You’re the secret I keep
Cause Blue Eyes
I just wanna sing a song with you…

~cary brothers, "blue eyes"