i'm a in a hobbes-like stupor. the tiger, not the english philosopher. it's freezing outside but boiling inside. it's messing with my immune system and i think i'm getting sick.
anyway, i guess this is a filler. i'm kind of tired. well, maybe i'm more like satchel in get fuzzy. i can't really relate to people- only cartoon animals, i suppose.
i wonder what my dad got me for christmas i want to step on the box but i can't think of a way to make it seem like an accident. maybe i'll step on it anyway. my poster of the van gogh painting "cafe at night" keeps falling down. i kept it rolled up under my bed for the longest time because my dad said he would get me a nice frame for it. last night i just gave up and stuck it on the wall perpendicular to the left side of my dresser using cellotape. i don't think that makes sense but i understand what i mean.
truth be told i'm kind of under the influence right now so it's hard to haslkjaadsadk so you know i dont know what
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- December 21, 2009
- RosesAtSunset
- 1 Comment
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