What's the colour of pretty? December whispers with her whiskers and purrs. It's the way the sun hits your wall. Don't worry your pretty little head
I could have sworn that doing something positive merits a positive reaction and I could have sworn that friends were there to encourage you, not condemn
'm much older, still don't know what I aspire to be. Aspirations. Don't know what I want to be, don't want to do it unwillingly. Don't want to knock on
"Dear Diary", She smiled as we slow danced to the sound of rain tapping glass and the sound of our beating hearts. "Dear Diary, I'm happy for the first
you dog-eared the page that things started to change you'd find the one I met you. If you dog-eared the page that things started to change you'd find
It's the way that yelling makes you feel like you're two feet tall, and even if it's not just directed right at you. My hand hurts from your hand holding
a second to catch your breath? The ones I gave you upon leaving. Can you still feel that? I never thought we'd slowly walk our different directions. I
after all. Doesn't the night make you feel alive? It does for me. And don't the stars look so pretty? They're there to say, "don't worry, everythings
all night, but where in those pretty eyes of yours is October? The months float by like sailboats and you'll miss the sunset if you look straight ahead. Don't
Like a photo that I can't look at but I can't throw away. It's in the same drawer as I put your letter. Why then can't I pick up this pen and write you
night for the past year. There's a place on the way up to princess park that I'd like to go but I can't go alone. Someimes I can't help but feel that
Do you ever get the feeling this train's been derailed? Every time you make the claim that you don't care? Every time you make the ironic claim, 'revolution
got fucking murked by Salene Heard he got it in the range nigga Bean popped one in his brain Over some-thing took his watch and his chain Country boys
school at mom's house, they soft as lard They roll in packs, carryin' yo-yo's and balls and jacks That kid you peeped it, his boys wearin' Victoria's
, it's a family affair Candy paint, sweetsa dank, it's a family affair It's a family affair, it's a family affair Candy paint, sweetsa dank, it's a family
"right". Let's do it in C for Clam... Iet's do it in B...for boy that's a big clam... Iet' s do it in G for Gee, I hope that big clam don't see me. Let
d... Then I'd... Then we'... But I can't do it alone! She'd say, "What's your sister like?" I'd say, "Men," She'd say, "you're the cat's meow" Then we
%. but we don't represent but but 12% of the country. now that's diproportionate and ain't no joke you know. It's it's now by coincidence or by ? it's
