feeling: indescribable...
and ive got some friends some that i hardly know
weve had some times i wouldn't trade for the world
we chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go
we live on front porches and swing life away
we get by just fine here on minimum wage
if love is a labor ill slave til the end
i wont cross these streets until you hold my hand
(ps. bridget burned me the greatest cd I have ever owned. Each track holds a different memory of our senior year and our summer of rocking out, singing out, dancing out, and chillin out. It is the greatest mix of the entire world with all of my favorite songs on it too. She is the coolest in the world)
I cried when i dropped my dad off at the airport
I cried driving home on the 51
I cried pulling away from Laurel's house after saying goodbye to Bridget
I cried pulling away from Lauren's house after leaving the group
I cried pulling away from Robs apartment just because i will miss them
I cried driving home on the 101 to seventy times seven
yes i know, you are thinking.... how can you cry to 70x7?? Let me tell you, its possible when you think of all of the things that one song has gotten you through in two years and how everything in your life is going to change in a few short hours and never return to the way it was.
I miss my 4th grade class.
I listened to "your own disaster" today for the first time in months.... i cried.
Nostalgically, Nervously, Excitidely Yours Forever,
Morgan Rose
For twelve years I've held it all together
but a night like this is beggin to pull me apart
This story's old but it goes on and on until we dissapear....
this is the end
