I’m having a hard time deciding what I should do for our English Project towards the end of October. There’s always playing guitar and singing, but I’ve done that so many times. Maybe if I learn a really tough piano song and sing with that, that’d be cooler? Or am I just a loser?
I see the old friend I used to love so dearly. Your mask doesn’t always hold up. Sometimes, the old you slips through the cracks, even if it’s only for a brief moment. I live for those instants. The instants where your eyes light up at the very sight of me, and where our laughs are the only things we can hear. We used to be all right. I still miss my best friend. I’m still waiting for him to come back. It’s been a year. Over a year, actually. Where are you? You’ve told me to get over it all, but somehow my mind just drifts back to our, for a lack of a better word, incredible friendship. We held the world in our hands. And we threw it all away.
Pennhurst. Opening its doors. To the public. As a haunted house. I am bursting with curiosity and excitement. You can’t even imagine how much I’ve longed to explore it. And the tunnels. Oh the tunnels.
The lunatic is on the grass. The lunatic is on the grass. Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs. Got to keep the loonies on the path.
The lunatic is in the hall. The lunatics are in my hall. The paper holds their folded faces to the floor And every day the paper boy brings more.
And if the dam breaks open many years too soon And if there is no room upon the hill And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too I’ll see you on the dark side of the moon.
The lunatic is in my head. The lunatic is in my head You raise the blade, you make the change You re-arrange me ‘til I’m sane. You lock the door And throw away the key There’s someone in my head but it’s not me.
And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear You shout and no one seems to hear. And if the band you’re in starts playing different tunes I’ll see you on the dark side of the moon.
A woman I never knew is dying. She called my mom to tell her she loves her very much. When my mom’s mom died just before she went off to college, she helped out her family a great deal. Cancer got to her, and now she’s dying.
I’m so sad. I never knew her and I’m sitting here crying, mourning for the woman I never knew.
Even in the dark I can see the vast ocean ebbing and flowing rain comes drenching you in your own agony this tears me apart to hear you want nothing more than to die in your room alone with nothing but a blade, once glorified by me
Was I too slow to stop the angels from stealing you from this
beastly world? Everything stopped making sense after you left, I was under the impression the world would continue on in a beautiful, but chaotic fashion, but unfortunately your life ended, sending
another shock wave that could be felt on neptune, I cannot believe you. Dead, The word means
nothing in my mind opening the walls takes time and I have very little to spare in my bustling world no one knew you would go where we could not follow
hurt, we took out our hearts under the stars and we rarely spoke, hoping that our silence would reach you.
Liverpool Beat emailed me back! Now I can get to work on editing more of their pictures. Only problem is, Dave (Paul) wants some happy smiley pictures. Oh I have plenty of him and Anthony (Ringo) smiling and having a good time, BUT NONE OF GEORGE AND JOHN. Oh well, I’ll make their unhappy pictures look happy even if it kills me.
I’ve never seen his face. He hides it away, and he closes his eyes whenever I speak to him. This kid happened to land himself in one of the classes I’m in. Do I believe in destiny? No. But we’re together for a reason. Now let’s take a risk, and figure out why we’re alive.