[With blood shot eyes, I watch you sleeping
The warmth I feel beside me is slowly fading
Would she hear me, if I called her name?
Would she hold me, if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going wrong
The path I walk is in the wrong direction
There's always someone f***ing hanging on
Can anybody help me makes things better?
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home]
my grandma died last night. [rip]
she was 103 old.
i hate Easter.
on Saturday the roads were so slippery i went off-roading unintentionally, the car made like a circle and went round and almost into the see.
the car was fine and so was i...
aaaand then earlier today, i was driving and a light post decided it wanted to get in my way and i crashed into it.
again i'm fine but my car has a huge light post shaped dent in it.
but it works..