as rain marks time on your window, did you know i was standing right out side? singing in the rain is never as jolly as it's connotation. headlights pass me, and frankly i don't care. the rain drips as if to wash away my fear, or build my courage to walk to your door.
Vindicated would be on the radio.
do not be mistaken, this is not a happy story.
In the end, i'm lonely, even with a girl to scream i love you at my crooked smiles crooked wish."I am selfish, I am wrong" i want to be kissed, so badly. I want to roll over in my bed and put my arm around a girl that i'm so in love with. I want meaning, I want validation. "I am right, I swear I'm right." it has nothing to do with sex, as a virgin, i find that i care very little about sex (i'm also an 18 year old male, if nothing else, this last little bit should help you understand the name of the blog.) I just want someone who makes my heart feel as if it might burst out of my chest and fuse with hers in some sort of awful, wonderful, perfect mess.
oh, yeah. i'm a walking contradiction
I don't care would be on the radio
there's little else to say except "I don't care what you think, as long as it's about me" and Fall Out Boy is unfortunately catchy. the worst part of dreaming is waking up, and still being lonely.
sorry for the emo-blog.
but please, hold on.
Fall out boy is way to catchy
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