woah
so last night i had a pretty fucked up dream. i dont remember where it all started. i remember running down the street away from this guy with mike aaron and billy, and he was shooting at us with a revolver. i could like feel the bullets coming anf moved out of the way, and then he wound up shooting himself. needless to say we were freaked because we wanted nothing to do with it. sp we hid in this like abandoned little shack behind some house near justins house. then this lady came and asked if we knew who she was. and we were all like no, who? why the fuck are you here? how’d you find us? and she told us she was that guys mother and pulled out a gun! so we booked it naturally, and we ran up this street, i think it was oak hill road? we used to cut through these people lawns as kids to get to justins, so we were hiding out there on this like trail in someones lawn. then, this is where it gets really random. the lady had like possesed some people to find us, and they did. but they didnt restrain us or attack us they pretty much just gathered to give us away. so we ran again. then we got seperated from aaron and i don’t know what happened to him. then billy mike and i were on franklin street and the like possesed people were still around us, so a cop was coming down the street and i walked in front of his car. i was just gonna tell him what happened, i started to, but then billy stopped me, and then i didn’t want to and look like twice as guilty. so the cop saw all these people and told us to get in, so we did. except billy drove for some reason? and we just like joyrided around braintree(parts of which i have never seen and probably don’t exist). and that was it. fucking bizarre right? anyways, not much new, blink’s back, working on a new album then touring. so i’m giddy like a school girl. also this booking agency contacted me and wanna put me on some shows and it pays and everything. so thats like wicked exciting. other than that, work again today(lame). day off tomorrow, i’m supposed to hang with luke i believe. then this weekend him and i are going to unh to visit kaitlyn so that’ll be fun. so for now, peace out. heres a lyric/poem thing.
hooked up to oxygen
breathing through a tube
i’d ask how you’ve been
but i can get a clue
time is running thin
and well so are you
looking slim and sick
there’s not a damned thing i can do
god is a thief
who stole you from me
and i’ve been trying to find him
failing miserably
you’re inevitably slipping
out of the present into memories
hooked on this powder
breathing through my nose up a straw
and i just allowed for
this addiction to become law
day by day just the same
stay up late and sleep in
my heart beat won’t tame
‘till it stops and lights dim
god is a thief
who stole you from me
and i’ve been trying to find him
failing miserably
inevitably slipping
out of my present into memories
when betrayed, buy some drugs
then betrayed by some drugs
too late to learn that there’s better ways to deal than with a dealer
and god just makes us cope with the fact he’s a stealer
stole your life your smile and left me with this white
cold disgusting substance i’ve come to abuse every night
