Monday | November 10, 2008

the cursive writing in pink directly corresponds to the secrets ive written upon the wall.

I have a soundtrack for this winter,
a new winter, thats not really that cold.
Used to the chills, and bittersweet nastalgia which makes
the incoming snow in michigan worth while.

I still havent found my place here,
I don't know the love of christmas without white
painting the ground.

alabama is strange,
i dont know if im able to take it,
Im lazy and dirty and way too warm,
all my money will be given to a week with you.
traveling a place that is not familiar to me.

ive gotta have you,
ive gotta have you.