Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Shorty's like a melody stuck in my head.

Lately has been a ravenous spectrum of
People, places & polaroids.
Well not real ones.
Just flashes of memories, of a scene from a memory.
Just thought it'd be cool to have a sentence full of P's.
Well anyways.
Hanging out here.
Smoking there.
Guitar Hero-ing somewhere else.
Going to the driving range.
Smacking some balls.
Hope my knee holds up tomorrow.
And the day after.

Its not about your make ups.
Or how you try and shape up these
Tiresome paper dreams
Paper dreams huhney.

Starting to feel slightly stagnated again.
The little moments on the bus.
Made me miss something.

Still trying to figure out what it is.
We'll all find out soon enough.
(Y)

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