and you know we're on each other's team

living in ruins

of a palace within my dreams

give me one good reason why i should never make a change

y tras varios tequilas las nubes se van pero el sol no regresa

Decidedly selectively sensitive

It's true that im detached from reality

i can do better

what's right
what's wrong
what's here
what's gone

leaving me is the least that you can do

i hear it coming, its coming slow
i see it approaching, in its soft glow
a time to come, the time to go
some things just weren't meant to grow old
just finding the right time to let go

and it'll all soon fade away
scars fading with each passing day
in a few years, without a trace
the last hints of a lingering taste
that distant memory, bittersweet laced
that slowly disappearing face

i think it has reached the epitome of ridiculousness
at least i hope it wont get any worse

no inspiration nor redemption
and so remains the feeling stuck in my chest

but don't ask me what I think of you

I might not give the answer that you want me to

misery

How do you deal with a friend who thinks he/she knows much more about you than he/she obviously does, and gets serious offended and upset at the suggestion that there might be much more to you than he/she ever thinks he/she know?Best when he/she starts going around talkimg to people about you based on what he/she thought was true of you. And also

'Oh, you dont have to deny it, i know its true. I know you how well.' Well, if i cant find a way to stop you from doing this, i'd soon be driven to hell.

Good friends that aren't so good after all.